Feeling: Sad and Tired
Listening to: Crickets

Well, tomorrow is moving day. I am really sad about the house, but hopefully someone will find the letter I wrote to the house and hid in the top of my closet and know how much I loved it here.
I am kind of excited about living with Angie tho'. It will be a lot cheaper. I have already been promised a beautiful new duvet set since I have to do most of the preparations for moving myself. You can see it here: Gypsy Set I really love it and it will go so nice with some of the stuff I already have. Chuck is being really sweet to me right now, since I just cry a lot all the time. I can't help it, since we are losing this fabulous house, and we are going to be living in basically one dark paneled room until Angie's brother and his horrid children move out of the house.
Her brother's family is the absolute filthiest bunch of people I have ever seen. The last home they lived in didn't have any kitchen cabinets when they moved out, because the children had torn them off the walls. They are all fat and undisciplined. While making some preparations to move into this home, I gathered up the dirty clothes from the bathroom, and found several pairs of underwear with poop and maggots (!) in them. These boys are 10 and 12 years old. The father is completely unconcerned about it, and doesn't seem to mind that there is solid (!) milk in glasses on the counter, or that the stench from the dishes left for a month in the dishwasher is overwhelming. He brings home about $800 a week and can't spring for some $1.49 dish detergent? So I have spent all week with gloves on trying to make this a reasonable place for my child to be. Angie has tried to keep it tidy, but is too passive to tell the man to get his shit together and take care of things, so I will be stuck with it since I can't live like that. At least my room will be clean :) So Chuck is appealing to my greedy side and promising me lots of pretty things to make our space livable and beautiful because I have to go somewhere ugly. I will probably also get a newer car, since we call mine the vacuum because it sucks so bad.
Other than that, I have mostly been trying to help my son wade through his very first research project and working on family relations, since things are strained with my mom right now. They are getting better, because I love her and have to try and forgive her for this and try to understand her reasons for it. I don't want to lose my mom too, so I am trying to be the better person and just go on with everything and keep my money to myself from now on.
Well, I will update in a few days and tell you how it's going, but now I have to go take my Zoloft, because I think I am gonna need it.