I can not stand people whom love drama and thrive off of it’s existence. I for one am a person whom favors peace, balance, and tranquility in my life. I may not get it all the time, but when I do, I never take it for granted. I found that in my inner realm, my new home that is, this is my place of peace and harmony outside the world.

I do not like waking up to drama, when I say this I mean drama being the first thing that decides to acknowledge my presence when I enter the outer realms (outside my home). This morning I woke up at 7:15am. I asked Brian what time he had to go to work and he told me 3pm. So I decided not to take Jeremiah to childcare because I got off at 2:30pm. I then went back to sleep for about 45 minutes. I really didn’t want to go to work today. I didn’t want to go yesterday either. I was even tempted to call off, but as a responsible mother and woman I went to work anyway.

As I approached the yard of the house I work at I noticed Diane (the mother of the 2 special needs young adults I care for) standing outside talking to the roofers that were working on her house. She looked evil as usual and as I approached her she told me that it was going to be some “shit” today. I asked her why and she told me about her crack addicted, cheating husband claiming he came home when he didn’t because I was there and I can bare witness to his absence. He claimed I was in the bathroom and didn’t see him. Of course this is bullshit because he doesn’t have keys to the house and I always keep the doors locked when I’m working in her home. This wasn’t the end of the lies, later during my shift she then proceeded to tell me how he said I stole $1000 that he claimed he left her from under her mattress. What a fuckin’ cock sucking liar!

#1 If I did steal that money why the fuck would I come to work the following day? They wouldn’t see me anymore if that was the case.

#2 Why would I risk my lousy job, and my own well-being over $1000. I am a mother of 3 children and I’m about to get married. I have too much going for myself to do something that stupid!

That was the last fucking straw… Job lined up or not I’m quitting!

Diane also told me not to answer the phone if he call and to call her if he came there and tried to pop fly with me. I can’t believe he’d actually jump at me over something he knows I didn’t do! If he does decide to act a fool I will not stand for it and all the professionalism will go right out the window. I will become the nastiest bitch alive. I’m not about to deal with their drama. I have enough stress as it is and I’m not about to work under those conditions. Diane is already hard to work for as it is because she is such a fuckin’ knit picker, and then it’s her sneaky, perverted, hard-headed Autistic son and her spoiled Autistic/Down Syndrome daughter whom has digestive problems causing her to shit and vomit every where. I don’t get paid enough as it is to deal with just that, and now this?! I can’t stay there anymore.

I told my supervisor whom tried to talk me into staying, but I can’t. I am so unhappy with that job right now and the added drama is making it even harder to deal with.