Holy apartments, Batman! We've found a place to live. It's the below-mentioned pricey pad, but we're going to make it work. Either I'll get a part-time gig at night or we'll find some other legal way to bring in money! I don't really care what we gotta do - I love this place and I'm all kinds of excited to be moving!
You have no idea what it's like to be at the mercy of your in-laws, especially in-laws that resent your presence with every fiber of their being and who think you're heathens because you're not "raising your children in the body of Christ." Whatever. They don't believe in allowing people their own beliefs - we're simply wrong and we're going to burn in hell. And it's a travesty that we're letting our children grow up with open minds instead of indoctrinating them with what we believe to be a bunch of hooey. All the bible is, is a collection of wildly-imaginative stories created to answer life's complicated questions. That's our opinion anyway.
But I digress, I'm shittin' kittens over this. I can't wait to break out the boxes and pack everything back up to move it back into our own space with OUR THINGS. The best part? For the first time in THREE YEARS, Thing 1 will have her very own room!!!! A place to keep her toys and her clothes and to have her sleep by herself. That's really all I've wanted since she was born. She deserves it. So whatever I have to do to make that happen, I'll do.
Passing The Baton
11 months ago
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