Originally Posted by
Insane
ARG! I'm having one of those moments where I seriously hate my life/situation. I was at the grocery store with #2. #1 and #3 where at home with hubby. Somehow (I think they were boiling water for my son's mouthguard) my son got 3rd degree burns from boiling water. So, I am at the grocery store (in near tears because #2 wanted some babybels and I couldn't afford to get her some this week) and hubby shows up with #3 in the sled and #1. He didn't have enough money to take a cab to the hospital. He had to walk to the grocery store to get me to take them to the hospital. I friggin' hate being this broke. I could just melt into a pile of mush right now. How did we get ourselves into such a state that we couldn't even pay for a cab to the hospital when our son is hurt? Sorry for dumping. I just needed to unload for a sec.