Yeah, it sucks. Seems like I've been cursed for the past few months. I work my tail off from the moment I get up until the moment I go to bed, I've only had one day off in 3 months, my kids are starting to wonder who I am because I get to spend so little time with them, I've been diagnosed with something that I can't afford treatment for, and I just can't seem to win for losing. I was raised to believe that if you worked smart and you worked hard that your dreams would come true someday. Well, either my "someday" hasn't come yet or the "American Dream" is a big, fat load of donkey doo doo.
