Frustrating Life

     I hate that I can not go and see Booger on a regular basis, this is so aggravating because I am leasing him now and am probably only able to see him during the weekends. I am still sitting here at 5:30 waiting to be enslaved on yet another machine until god knows when, I am sick of being here til 7 or 7:30 p.m and Cameron doesn't know shit. He goes home and straight to his recliner, while I am still up and cleaning and preparing dinner, serving him whatever all the way to when I go to bed. I am so sick of the double standard, one sided family and what makes it worse is that I know I would lose the boat, the camper, my horse, just about everything but Molly and the cats if I were to walk away out of frustration, oh not to mention he would probably take my jeep from me. And he wonders why I am so frustrated all the time.