I made it.

I'm not exactly sure how, but I walked into the office, and no one was there. Relief. So I got to the desk, and they were so excited to see Laurel in an Oscar hat, we talked about that and Kohl's for a while. God is way too good to me. I go complaining and fighting and he still ends up blessing me. How is this possible? I even paid the horrible social worker a compliment, whoa, 180.

Maybe I am a little more bi-polar than I thought.