Holy S***Storm Batman!!!
And the title pretty well says it all right there. It's been a few weeks of spiraling down into a rather dark hole of depression and frustration. Mother's day was just the icing on this crap cake. For starters, Josh's job decided that changing the schedule to fit the lazy, complaining, and useless drivers while punishing him for being the best driver on the run was a good idea. (I might be a tad angry with his superior and said superior's cohort. Which basically means, I'm biting my tongue and not ripping them both a new one for the most idiotic plan with so many holes a toddler could sink it in a water bowl the size of a pea. Just saying.) This meant he was gone for 6 days including Mother's day, home for 15 hours, and back on the d*** truck again. Props to the owner of the company though for jumping on a truck so Josh and his co-driver could get a couple days off to reset. Maybe he can help get things sorted and back on track from the rapidly sinking s*** sh...