About Ready To Go Apeshit!!!

I have to be grateful for the two boys that I've got. They watched over Storm while I tried to get as much stuff as I could get done. The living room was starting to look like hell. So I needed to try to get this straightened out. The floor is now clean. The jackets are hung up where they need to be. I have to do some major dish-washing...to get it to where it's supposed to be.

I had a bit of a financial scare two weeks ago where I didn't know what was happening with the FBAR and FATCA situation and I just about nearly went into an emotional tailspin. But things are better in that I'm able to handle it now.

I need to make sure that Storm is doing well and on the curve. So this pay period, I'm going to be working on getting the rest of the damned house done; including cleaning up Heather's side of the bed as well as her folding and putting away her clothes because if I don't it's NEVER going to get done...shredding receipts...and other numerous tasks while trying to also get the dishes taken care of...as well as doing 3-4 feedings of little Stormi. She's OK, right now...though she doesn't seem to want to eat a third feeding because the ones that I've given her were rather large. It put about .8 of a pound on her. Because she was 18.8 according to the scale this time around.

Frankly, what I want is for my wife to not ever let it get to this point again. I'm enlisting the help of the kids to get this done. Because if I don't, I'm going to over-exert myself and wipe myself physically out again. And they are young and have plenty of energy.

In the middle of dishes. 1/3rd of the way done. I want to make sure that they're all done because I need to be able to spend the time with Stormi that I need to. And in order to do that, I need a clean house. I've got three months to make some serious headway on two things. I need to get her talking about 16-25 words by 21 months.

I'm going to need some serious help with teaching Stormi how to talk. I've been reading to her, but, I'm wondering if anything is getting through. With my own learning disability, even understanding what to do to help her learn to talk is difficult. But the only thing I can do is try my best. I just don't need multiple government assholes breathing down my neck. It's hard enough trying to stay on top of things and keep it at an orderly pace so that I make progress on all fronts. It's like trying to fight a multiple front war to win. The creep in WWII tried a two-front war and got his ass kicked. Trying to fight a multiple front war and achieve success is not a given. It's a matter of luck and right now, it feel like my luck sucks royally. But I'm not going to throw in the towel because the stakes are too damned high.