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At the End of the Rainbow is Love

October 31st, 2007 | 1 Comment | Posted in The Real Me

rainbowlove.jpgThis has truly been a week from hell. It has been a week of broken promises, ill-feelings, achy bodies, broken egos, and more. I normally don’t like to write play-by-play entries about my day, and I won’t start now. But, I just want to give you an idea of what has been going on.

Last Friday the woman who has been my ride since February left me waiting in the rain for nearly 2 hours. This is the same woman who had been my babysitter but we let her go after we had some bad feelings about her ability to follow directions. I kept her as my “driver” partly because I needed the ride and even more so because she is a single mom who hit a rough patch and really needed the money. I really did try to make it work, but the fact is that when you have only one source of income you better work DAMNED hard to keep it. And yet she did not. She is constantly late. She never calls to let me know that she will be late and she plays the victim. All the time. It is self-defeating and the example that she is setting for her child is not a very good one. So, after Friday I started looking for an alternative mode of transportation.

I don’t drive. I am 30 and I don’t drive. I am learning, but as of now, I don’t. Unfortunately, I work at a place that is very difficult to get to if you don’t drive and it is hard to find a ride from others. So, it is safe to say that on Wednesday when I received the phone call from this woman telling me that her car has been towed due to unpaid parking tickets and she would have to pay $600 to get it back, I was rather PERTURBED. I was PISSED. I was F’N ANGRY. Yes she called. But she called at 6:00 PM. What the hell am I supposed to do at 6:00 PM?

Anyway, I decided to use a cab company because using them three days a week is not too expensive. Well, today, I get in the cab only to realize that I lost/left my keys. Yep, I was locked out. The hubby doesn’t get home until 8:30 pm and I had to pick my daughter up from the sitter. And I had to stay with her. I got intouch with the Super and when I got home, I missed him so now me, and SWHS are locked out. Luckily my neighbors were home and we were able to contact the Super and I finally, after 3 hours, got in to my apartment.

And you know what made my day better? Looking into my daughter’s eyes and knowing that no matter how screwed up life gets, my daughter is happy and healthy and the purest example of love.

So despite the week from hell, I am happy and I am in love.

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  1. hurricanead Says:

    It also helped that she looked and while reaching out called for her mommy as she walked into the room.