Life is frustrating

A lot of the time for me. We moved to an even smaller apartment, we have no money, my disability check covers the rent, and that's about it. So what did Jess get? A cat. Just what we needed. Now, Brindy barks at the cat, and of course it's her fault, she's a bad dog, etc. The cat has sh*t on our bed twice since arriving last night. But, it makes J happy, and that's what's important. I wish I had her life. Gets her kid half the time, works about 4 days a month, just living the dream. Oh well, that's enough bitterness out of me. Now I have to go do a tenth step for this f*cking post. I just LOVE my life.