Is it April yet?

So far in March, my husband has been dreadfully sick, we spent hours and hours in a car driving to and from North Carolina for a wedding (I'm glad we went, and the wedding went beautifully, so that was good, but I'm still tired from the trip), I was informed that my work contract will most likely be terminated two months early, and my son spent the night throwing up, causing me to miss yet another day of work that I really can't afford right now. And now my tummy is now feeling rather wobbly, so I'll probably be sick in the next couple of days. Better in the next couple of days than next week, though, since we're leaving for Disney on Tuesday. That would be very bad indeed and just might convince me never to take my son to Disney ever again. Let's hope it doesn't come to that, shall we?

Is it April yet? I've had enough of March already.

Currently feeling: frustrated