tired... tired... tired...

it's been so busy at work that i can barely think straight. things seem to be going well, but it's definitely crazy right now.
i've been really moody lately. i think i'm really tired and it's messing with me.
lulu's got some big huge knot on her back and she's whining alot. i feel so bad for her. i think (hope) that next friday we can afford to take her to the vet. the only problem with that is if we have to buy medication that we have to get on a monthly basis, we may not be able to afford it. so we'll see. not to be all doom and gloom or anything.
took lo to the doctor for her 15 month check up, she's fine. has a virus AGAIN. doc said if we could take her out of daycare for a couple months to let her "dry out" that it would be good for her, but he knows not everyone can do that and it's ok if we can't/don't - but mom wanted to watch her, so mom's watching her at her house now. has been for about a week. i know lo misses the kids from linda's, but she's having so much fun with mom too and mom just loves it so much. it gives her something to get up for in the morning and that's cool. it's a bit more of a drive, but not enough to be bad or anything.
i'm hating my body... again... that's nothing new. it comes and goes. normally it's at the back of my head, but for no reason whatsoever i'm really sad and depressed today and hate my body and wish i weren't so effing fat - but it's my fault. i bitch and moan, but i'm the only one that can do anything about it, i know it, and yet i still reach for the effing twinkies. oh well, whatever.
lola's wonderful. she'll call me "ma" every once in a while and on occasion "mama" but she calls nick "dada" and mom "nana" and alan "gpaw". why is it that the one person that wants to hear it most gets to hear it last? sucks.
well. s'all i know. i might work a bit tomorrow - we're moving product from one warehouse to the other, and we have to keep the inventory in check. i freaking HATE that i think about this sh*t when i'm not at work. i HATE it. rawr.