I am pissed

My nighttime meds are missing. They are my muscle relaxers that allow me to sleep and a full bottle is gone. No I didn't misplace it anywhere, it never leaves the sink in the bathroom and sleeping is nearly impossible without it. Of course, all manner of people were over the house last night and tonight and I suspect my pills and bottle went home in someone's pocket. I'M PISSED THAT THE MEDS ARE GONE, PISSED BECAUSE I'M CERTAIN THEY WERE STOLEN BUT MOSTLY PISSED BECAUSE I HAD THE THOUGHT LAST NIGHT THAT SOMEONE MIGHT WALK OFF WITH THEM but didn't listen to that inner voice and left them where they were.

merry go round

but without the merry.
up and down, round and round, this foreclosure thing never seems to be resolved. We aren't getting the clients for the business so we aren't making the money so we can't pay the mortgage even with the generous offers from first and second mortgage companies. I'm beginning to want it over one way or the other.I walk around with a burning lump of coal in the pit of my stomach and can't sleep even with the meds I take for fibro and when I do sleep I have the weirdest dreams. Can this end now please?