It's like I go and go for weeks juggleing everything just right and then I have one of those days that I feel everything I touch falls apart. Mostly work does this to me and even though they are minor things I feel like I've failed in some small way and that my gig is up that I'm not "perfect" and I can't "do it all". How long can I go on trying to do everything? And it's at these times that I feel down that I resent having to work. People think it's so easy to just get rid of a couple bills and I could stay home. It's not just a couple bills that is preventing me from staying home. It's all the bills, one we can't get rid of. Sometimes I think people think I actually chose to work rather than be with my baby. If they only knew. It's those people who get done in a month what I get done in a week. I think they wonder how I do it all. I guess I wonder too.