Well it has been a busy and kinda crappy week so far - thank goodness it's almost over.
The other day I picked the girls up from school and not even five minutes away from the school my damn van broke down. Started chugging then just died. Of coarse I didn't have my cell phone with me and so I had to walk up the side of the highway with two crying scared kids to find a phone. Not fun at all. Actually it really sucked. We ended up having to tow the van back to my place and right now have no clue what's wrong with it. Gord is going to take a look at it when he gets back off the road. Until then I am without a vehicle. I guess I have just gotten so used to having a vehicle at my disposal that it really sucks now that I can't just hop into my van whenever I need to do something. I hate asking people for rides or help getting my girls to and from school. I like to rely on myself and no one else. So asking for help is a hard thing for me to do.
I had an appointment yesterday with a counsellor about my anxiety and depression. She was wonderful, just listened and then offered some really great advice. She also enrolled me in a pilot program for single moms. It's a support group that deals with parenting issues (looks at both how you were parented and how you parent your kids), looks at anxiety and depression and addiction. I am really hoping I can get something out of this group. I know I am at a place where I need help and support and have had no clue before now where to go to get the help I need. Like I said, hopefull it helps.