Bought some gripe water for Desmond the other day and went to use it today and I opened the package and the bottle was already open and they didn't put the lid back on all the way and it was all spilled inside the package. Pissed me off, I spent $10 on that to have it already be used by some mom at the grocery store. Now Des has a stomach ache and I can't help him because I'm about to have my procedure at Maury. This has been a crappy 4 days now. First, Des is sick and now I am. And then my old landlady (who was like in her freaking 80's) doesn't remembered any of the complaints I made about my burst pipes or the wood roaches or the oven that hardly worked and is blaming me for all this shit and her exact words were, "Well, if you kept your job, we wouldn't have to do all this and clean up your messes." Okay, first off, those 'messes' are your own damn fault because you didn't do your duties as a landlady and take care of the pipes, or the pest problem that was there when I moved in, or the heater, or the stove. Second, it's not your fucking business if I had to leave my job. My pregnancy really messed up my spine and I can not have some shit ass job that hardly pays the bills and treats me like shit. You of all people should know what it is like to not be able to move how you want, so shut the hell up. I'm in physical therapy and now I'm about to have surgery at noon today and I don't need your condescending voice in my head making me feel guilty. i need to take care of my child, who needs me now.