{"id":860,"date":"2007-11-24T19:24:40","date_gmt":"2007-11-25T00:24:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.yuriar.com\/wp\/?p=860"},"modified":"2007-11-24T19:24:40","modified_gmt":"2007-11-25T00:24:40","slug":"crushed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/2007\/11\/24\/crushed\/","title":{"rendered":"crushed."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>About a week or so ago, I went through the little guy\u2019s room and tossed a garbage bag full of old toys and other garbage.  Today, I went through GeekBoy\u2019s room with similar results.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m trying&#8230;  I really am&#8230;  I prolly wouldn\u2019t bother making a dinner if it weren\u2019t for the kids.  I\u2019d consider taking the kids out&#8230;  but, considering I just did the bills for the next month and created a new budget, I don\u2019t want to blow my new budget on the first day&#8230; you know??<\/p>\n<p>I just feel&#8230;  Crushed.  Emotionally.  Spiritually.  Crushed.<\/p>\n<p>I literally just want to pull the covers over my head and sleep for the rest of the night, or month, or year even.<\/p>\n<p>I try.  For my kid&#8217;s sake.  I try to put on a smile.  Reality is, I feel so dead inside&#8230;  and the constant backtalk and bickering&#8230;  UGH!  There are times when I find myself wishing to ship one or more of them off to Gramma&#8217;s for a week just so I could have some peace around here.<\/p>\n<p>I want to curl up and have a good cry.  I hate crying.  it turns my face all shades of red, makes my nose run, and always leaves me with a massive headache.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll get through.\u00a0 Somehow, I always do.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>About a week or so ago, I went through the little guy\u2019s room and tossed a garbage bag full of old toys and other garbage. Today, I went through GeekBoy\u2019s &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[4,6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-860","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-deep-thoughts","category-family_life"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack-related-posts":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/860","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=860"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/860\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=860"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=860"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yuriar.com\/katp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=860"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}