14 days now?!??!??

Damn this house. Hate every single minute of it since m husband 's kid here. Not happy and yes I try my best to behave not to do anything with that kid. Still know how to get me pretty good. Well fine. I'm done. How long it has been now. Can't really remember when she came back but since I just hate it more and more. Hate the face, hate the sound, hate just everything. Yesterday I walked out with her hair on my purse. Seriously? How the heck it gets on here. Now I'm just extremely concern whoa about my shut down trip. Well I just guess have to be another month of suffering. For now I just know- I hate it. I just feel husband doesn't even care but it has been long before this anyway. His trying to be fun on how others sadness is just get me really bad and still have the face came and ask me whats wrong with me. Maybe should ask himself first is that everything that he does to do, is there any sincere normal people does. Laughing at my fail test, making fun of things that I'm really unhappy for sad about it. Maybe it's just a karma thing that I do the same to others. Damn it- it cameos fast. I usuallydont give a shit to others much. A lot of time I don't feel anything at all. I feel sorry for but I don't feel sorry for if I have an idea of what they should do and such. Well just for now. I hate this house when she is here in every single minute of it.