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It could have been worse

Last night for some reason I could not sleep.  It was nearly four before I finally fell asleep.  I had been asked although I never committed to go help at the school at nine.  Lucky for me the boys slept until almost 9.  Then we went to the school to drop off some paper and then went to Target with the boys to get diapers and some other stuff the kids needed.  Then we went home and it was a tough day.  I felt like I was moving in slow motion.  But I got Luke to sleep and had Andrew "resting" so I went out to get the mail.  I had six collection notices from the hospital.  Three were different account numbers although they were the same exact bill.  An hour later after talking to two different people at collections and one person at the hospital who gave me a totally different answer then I got a few months ago.  I still haven't gotten any where.  I called Lee at work crying.  Then I make it too work (late) and get a message from our babysitter saying she had found a part time job.  Which means she likely won't be able to watch our boys.  I have six days between now and the end of May that I need to figure out care for.  Once again I start crying.  I am trying to breathe. 

This will all work out.  Some way. 

Now I am work.  Stressing about how this is all going to come together.  As well as going on Pinterest.  Looking for camping hacks. And Homeschooling ideas. 

Hoping for a good night sleep tonight and a productive day tomorrow.

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