long, rambling post ahead....it can be passed over, but I have to get it off my chest.
I woke up on Saturday to birthday wishes and an overdraft notice from our bank.

So much for having a great birthday. This was after fighting with Jim the past week about how he had promised to pay people (and then did) without talking to me about it. Jim only gets paid on the first of the month so for us to be overdrawn on the 11th is a big pain in the tushy and very stressful. We have one more bill Jim promised to pay (which I need because it is my only way to find a job) and the insurance that comes out automatically Thursday. So where, oh where, am I supposed to find $400 plus money for food and gas???
My mom sent my a nice check for my birthday...enough that I could salvage the day...kind of. We went to Plato's Closet for their grab bag day....paid $10 for 21 pieces of clothing (5 didn't fit but that's a pretty good day) that even on consigment would have been over $170. We then went over to the dollar store for another pair of sunglasses. It was at McDonald's where I realized my IBS was rearing it's ugly head in a lovely staining way.

So we went over to the mall (across the street) where I paid over $20 for a yummy lunch and snacks. Then we went into JcPenney's so I could find some dark shorts to buy and change into. Thankfully, there were some on clearance (I also find some jammies and a shirt for each of the girls) and I paid $18 there.
I then went to get my birthday "cake". Last year, I didn't get a birthday cake, Jim made no effort to make sure the day was recognized in any way so I bought myself a large sweet-tart lollipop and called it my birthday cake...I did this again this year, buying four.
It is now time to go pick up the tickets for the movie. It was a great movie (17 Again) and a great price so that was fun. I should mention here that Jim was getting on everyone else's nerves.
We then went to my Grandma's house....where it was okay, she was on her pretty good behavior until she gave me my birthday card. In it was $100 bill and she said now you can pay a bill.

It ticked me off, yes it will go toward food and gas, but it was my choice not hers. We had been talking about the air conditioner going out last year(again) and how even if I had the money to have it looked at it would go elsewhere as fans are working okay for now...in no way was I whining.
Then, I came home to take a phone call from my dad....and he said some crap that just made my day worse...it would take to long to explain.
Sunday was full of Jim and the girls fighting and me staying out of it because I sided with the girls. We then went to my grandma's again....and she said a dig again that ticked me off.
Yesterday was okay. Jim took the day off (why? we aren't sure) and we went to the free day at the museum sponsored by the SCFD. But as we are using the last bit of my mom's birthday money to buy bread and peanut butter he says that he is thinking of quitting his second job because he doesn't see how it's helping

(ummm.....you've been eating the proceeds of that job).
To top it all off, that time of the month came with a vengence (multiple changes of clothing daily) and I had a migraine yesterday.
I don't feel much better, but I've gotten it off my chest. If you read the whole thing, bless you.