I am not doing well

Spring break is over. AJ spent most of the week by himself, at the house, with an alarm to tell him when to eat. Last Friday was bad because he tried to microwave his lunchable, and put it in for too long and burnt it, so he didn't eat. However, that was fixed because I got different lunchables for him.

Wednesday we were going to go to the zoo, but something happened and we didn't go.

What happened? Well, someone at work, we'll call her R, said that I was spoiling my son.

Because he now has a Spiderman bathroom, and I mentioned about maybe going to the zoo. And someone just piped up with "Wow, your son is spoiled isn't he?" Which, no, no he isn't. He's a good kid and helps out around the house when I need him to, and is awesome about things. His twin? Not so much, but he doesn't expect things and was so damned hype about his Spiderman Bathroom. He loves it and takes care of it.

And just, I hate that this is the way my brain works. I hate it. But I don't spoil my son. He's earned everything I give him. Just, why say that? Why make me question everything?

So, I've been dealing with that, and working, and trying to settle the new place.

Speaking of, got a notice yesterday that there's the smell of marijuana in the hallway. Which, not from my place, I don't even smoke. My place smells like food and jasmine. So, ya know.

Anyway. I'm working on a new story. It's called Slayers and hopefully, it will be good enough for something. I don't know yet.