I dreamt this morning that my ex husband got bitten by a black widow and ended up dieing. Then somehow he got brought back to life and was with a new hag of a woman. Not sure what all that was about and right now I can't remember most of the dream too clearly. Oh well, maybe it's his birthday or something.
My son is going to start a new program to help cope with his autism and try to catch up with kids his own age. I really hope they can teach him, mostly when I try to at home I fail miserably. Yesterday he was having a really bad autistic day, and I was frustrated almost all day long. I'm hoping today is better.
I wish I could sell this damn Scentsy crap. So far I haven't sold anything and it's frustrating, I at least thought my family would buy some from me. Oh well, I guess it's why I'm not close to anyone. To me my family is the one I have right here in this house, it's the only family that counts to me.
One day maybe my hubby and I will get out of this house, one day.....
