not lazy. really.

Be careful what you wish for, they say. Ar. ar. things went from crazy to utterly depressing.

The house thing isn’t working out. Effectively, I have two unacceptable choices right now. It’s stuff I can’t really talk about here, but the long and the short of it is that I’m being asked to sacrifice something I can’t: if I bend, I will break. As a result, I’m about to box up all my stuff, put it in storage, and find a place for my son and I to live for the summer.

The good news is that we got officially engaged on Easter Sunday. The bad news is that we got into a horrible fight about the housing situation immediately afterward, and my trust gear is skipping, more because of my brother-in-law than anything, but future mister is not helping.

I’m thinking the best option is to separate while he gets done what he needs to get done and I find some alternative situation to carry me through my visitation season.

I can barely concentrate on the things I have to do, much less the things I want to do.