In a funk

Wow, I have been in such a foul mood the past few days. I think the kids are scared of me at the moment - heck, I'm scared of me. Not good.

In other news, I got to the bottom of the problem concerning MATH and work. It is all sorted, let's just say that I am the one that copped him releasing his anger at a situation within his workplace. So, phew, he is not going to resign.

My news. I scored a 5 week contract working. It will be a full time gig and I am absolutely crapping myself. Not about the actual work, but rather how it is all going to work. Mister Stubborn will be going into full time care, Miss Perfect and The Middle Man will have to go to OSHC. But, thankfully a gorgeous friend has offered to have them for 2 afternoons, so that will mean they'll only need to go there 3 days. I am so scared that I won't make it home in time for them to be picked up before the relevant places close for the night. I am scared that they will hate it. I am scared that they will think I am neglecting them. I am scared that they will act out because of it, and mostly, I am scared of being back in a corporate environment. I don't have any fucking clothes! And, being the fat arse that I am at the moment, I don't want to go and fork out a motza for clothes that I will wear only a handful of times.

Agh.