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Blogger has been frozen or saying that my password is not right and I hate it, so I gave up on it for awhile...today I was determined to get into my account and used the same password I always had, which it decided was wrong, til I did a password recovery and it gave me the exact same one I was using and finally worked after that..yes..hate it!

Anyway, Christmas is no longer my favorite holiday. This year has proven to be very difficult and stressful. I constantly think I have enough money, to learn that I still have to buy food and toilet paper and junk and then realize I am way short on finishing. Thank goodness for friends and payday loans..otherwise, I would be screwed with a capital S!

It never seems to be enough and if I had a million, I would still be stressing. It is my nature to be a freak. Like my trip to go shopping...

I start off determined to finish once and for all. While driving to, yet, another department store, I spot lots of thick black smoke in a neighborhood. Now I have a giant history of driving by places on fire that no one else seems to know about. My first was seeing a women casually cooking dinner in her downstairs, through a window, while I see her upstairs in flames...I mean, massive flames!! I have spotted so many fires it is beyond freaky, so when I see this smoke and no woo woo's in sight...I must further investigate.

I circle the block about six times and cannot identify the origin of the smoke. I realize I must drive down the side street that looks to have a visibility of zero to find out where it is coming from...I am a daredevil, surprisingly, in fire situations. I must do this a few times, cause I still can't see anything. Then I finally spot a two car garage that has a big metal pole thingy sticking out the top that is the culprit. I see no flames anywhere else, assume all is as it should be and then go on my way, sure that I am the reason several mechanics died in a freak car fixing accident.

I get to the store and start picking up several items, and adding up the cost of the pile of shit in my hands, then put some back, then pick more up, then add again, then put more back and then do this for well over an hour and a half. I finally decide on six items that, in my mind, will surely even out the Christmas piles of my four children, at least until I get home and reevaluate and return to re-even out piles again. Exhausting........

Then I see that at the exact second I am ready to checkout, so is the entire population of the store. The lines are about 10 deep with me in place 10. A new cashier is coming and tells me she is opening up. I, and the two people directing in front of me in line, go to the new register. I made it before them, but I say it would only be fair to allow then ahead of me. BIG MISTAKE!

The older lady, that was first, had managed to pick up three items, out of the six she had, with no prices. The price check nightmare begins as different departments are called to look at her goods and find them for the scanner code thingy. Her old husband keeps repeating the prices, as though they will just take his word and make up a scanner code. I take a few deep breathes.

The people in front of me are a mom and daughter. The daughter is begging for something, the mom is saying no, and the daughter starts with the "Why nooooooooooot??? Mom, pleasssssse. Why not??? Geezeeeeeeeeeeee!!". Directly behind me, and I mean directly because the small children rammed the buggy into the back of my ankles several times, was a grandma, mom and two children under the age of three. The mom and the grandma are talking non-stop, loudly, as the children, even louder, are asking for "Mawmaw" to buy them candy. Mawmaw continues to talk to the daughter as she occasionally says "Mawmaw get you some later, not tonight".

Price check is taking a long time, we are fifteen minutes in and I notice that the line I was in is checking out people that were not even in it when I was number 10. I give myself a pep talk, but then five more minutes pass with.."Does that hat have a decorative button or no button??" by price check wench..she still has not found the freakin' hat!! More "MOOOOOOOOOM, please. Why nooooooooooot??", "THAT is ENOUGH, STOP!", "But why not???""Mawmaw....candy!", "Mawmaw get you some later", "PLEASE!!", loud daughter/Mawmaw talking, "Mawmaw", "Why noooot??" "Mawmaw", "Mawmaw" "Please", "Stop!", "Mawmaw!!"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Another direct hit to the back of the ankles.

I snap! I walk out of line, throw my shit on the nearest shelf and walk out. And not in a nice, calm way either but, rather in a huff.

I get in my car, drive back to possible fire sight again, all looks good..I have not killed anyone. Go to CVS, see gift sets, put several gift sets in buggy, put them back, put them in buggy again and so on. Run to Kroger, deciding that I can at least accomplish something by getting all my Christmas dinner items early, run into old friend, talk for 45 minutes, feel too tired to get everything now....come home, four hours later, with a ham and two gift sets.

Yeah, I am so over Christmas now.