Quick Rantings of a New Single Mom

So, my family and I made it safe and sound to begin our new life. I'm currently at "work" (in quotation marks because 1-This is my old job, still not sure if I'm coming back to it, and 2-I'm not working anyway, I'm updating my blog for all my readers since I have no internet at the house),  wondering what the hell to do with my life. Seriously.

In my first 24 hours as a single mom, I successfully:

1. Lost my son at the airport. By lost, I mean, he was curled up on the bench next to me, but being that it was midnight and all I wanted to do was sleep after traveling for 12 hours, I must have hallucinated him wandering in the direction of the men's bathroom, and when I didn't see him come out again, I panicked. Yeah, he was beside me the whole time.
2. Almost starved my children. By almost starved, I mean, the plane itinerary said 'Marketplace Meal' for our longest flight, so during the layover I told them I wasn't spending money on food since it was included on the next flight. 'Marketplace Meal' means you spend $8 on either a 6" Italian sub and some Sun Chips or on a fruit and cheese tray with 2 packs of crackers and 3 wedges of cheese. So, $16 later on the plane, the kids were fed, and I'm cussing the airline for not explaining that to me, because a $2 cheeseburger from Burger King at the airport would have done my kids just fine...
3. Realized that a king sized water bed is *not* big enough for me, my 6 year old and my 8 year old. Between the rolling around, the cover stealing, and the grinding teeth, this momma is ready for a bed all to herself.

Things have not been smooth at all. My household shipment didn't come in on it's guaranteed date, but I still have to pay them (stupid snow in the midwest). In the first 6 hours of being in my home, the cable guy stole $700 out of my purse. And now, here I am, been back for not even 4 days now, and I'm sitting at my old work place, knowing deep down I can not come back to work here, but if it means putting food on my kids' table, then sobeit.

I have, however, had some amazing times since being back already. You really find out who your friends are when the shit hits the fan in your life. And, for the readers who have been with me a while, yes, I moved back to the drama-ridden place I moved away from 6 months ago. Has the drama hit me yet? Came up and bitched slapped me across the face after being home for about 48 hours (metaphorically speaking, of course, I didn't go and fight anyone), it did. Some people.... well, I'll just stop there. Some people. Y'all know what I mean.

I've kept a smile as much as possible, and will keep on trucking. The moving truck comes tomorrow so I finally get my stuff, the babies start school tomorrow, and then the serious job hunting starts. Yay me!

I promise to either steal internet from my neighbors, sneak into the shop and borrow their computer for a few, or go ahead and get internet (another added expense, though), so I can keep you all updated and hopefully laughing your asses off right with me! In the meantime, have a glass of wine for me, or a valium....