Here I am
10/17/2005 07:59 a.m.
At work at nearly 1 am. And even now, I haven't gotten nearly the transcription done this weekend that is due. Ack.

On a heavier note (and part of the reason I didn't get my work done) I accidentally received the news that my children's father is moving with his latest family to sunny southern California. Yay for him (is the drip of my sarcasm too loud?), except that with him he takes two of my three triplets, the girls. I am speechless in the anticipated grief of not being able to be with them every other weekend, or every other month even, or every other year perhaps. The expense at this point in my life is so prohibitive, especially given that I am raising our other three school age children without any financial contribution from him. Though I know he has not done this specifically to hurt me, I am very aware that he sees my pain as a bonus to his choice, and it angers me beyond my ability to express it in words. Every time I think there is not one more thing he could really do to cause me discomfort...

I am at a loss. Again.
I am currently Dismayed
I am listening to my tired ears ringing