The high point of the last several weeks: I found a nice pair of jeans for 3.95 at one of the local thrift stores that are new and the legs are long enough.
The husband still has not found a job. This has been going on for over a year now. I am ready to throttle him and bury him in the back yard and plant corn over him.
I am going to try to write more. Maybe it will help the way I feel.