A long week.

I don't know if many of the non-California residents heard about the four cops that were killed in Oakland this past Saturday, but it's been a rough week.


The woman I work for, Pam, her husband is an Oakland police officer. Thankfully, he wasn't working on Saturday but he lost two good friends that day. One who was an old partner of his. They've had a hard time this week, and Friday are all the funerals. Can you imagine? Four in one day..


I'll be watching her two boys on Friday so they can attend the funerals. I feel so bad, but I don't know what to say. I've never lost four people at once. I've hardley lost anybody yet, so it's hard to relate. It sucks..


It's also been a rough week for Zach and I. I guess we're going through a rough patch? I don't know. He's been a real jerk lately and I can't figure out why. He's been this way since we got back from his mothers house. He complains about everything, but won't do anything to fix it. He looks at me like I'm causing all his problems and when I fight back and tell him he's wrong, he freaks out. Its really frustrating. I can deal without all the cady remarks and immature snips here and there. Whatever he's trying to accomplish isn't working with me.


Who knows. We all have good and bad times. I'm sick of him playing victim. Life was never intended to be easy and nobody gets handed things on a goldf platter. Nobody.