i've gotta make it on my own

shit. being a grandma is wearing me out, man. my daughter had her other baby this past June on the 7th. both of these yunguns are something else, y'all.



the new baby's name is Andre' Ja'seen and he is one month old now and Lawd knows that boy is a screamer. ALL.THE.TIME. Gawd. waaa waaa waa and then it intensifies to WAAAAAAA WAAAAAAAA WAAAAAAAA! i never knew that little rascal had a set of pipes like that. mercy mercy me!



on a more serious note, the stress of all this is working my nerves something awful. awful to the point that i am contemplating moving away all by lonesome. i'm sick and tired of the constant noise and i'm getting too damn old to deal with all this shit. i need peace and fucking quiet, and the need to just fucking BE. not that i dont like being a grandma, but damn, it's like i cant get a damn break at times, especially when BOTH of em start screaming AT THE SAME DAMN TIME. sometimes i just dont wanna go home at times, y'kno?



i gotta make it on my own. i need peace, quiet and stability in my "golden years." this shit is wearing me the fuck out.

later.