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June 2, 2010


I’ve been gone from here for a while.  Nothing really new has been going on.  As of Friday, the divorce was finalized.  I’m officially unattached.  Hooray for me and fuck him.

I’m also in the process of moving seven years of collective crap into a very small storage space.  I also have been given like 5 days to move.  I’ve started moving and shit, but it’s a lot of stuff.  I’m throwing a lot away, but it seems like it’s never ending.  And I know I’m going to be tossing out a lot more once I actually get to where I’m going.

Which right now is my mom’s house.  Yeah.  I’m going to be moving back in with my mom.  With three kids.  It’s going to be epic.  Even more so considering I have to wait until me credit is good enough to get my own place.  I fucking hate my life.  Nothing against my mom, but there’s a reason I got the fuck out of that house as soon as I could.

My dad and I never got along, even now, late.  We can chill and be in the same room and shit, but we’ve never seen eye to eye about anything.  He drives me up the fucking wall.  And it’s going to be worse now that he’s retired.  He’ll be there and awake all the time.  There’s going to be no getting away from them, other than work, and even that’s going to be a trial cause they’re going to want me home at a certain time.




Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not some spoiled ass kid.  I just got used to living alone.  I hate answering to anyone and I really don’t relish a curfew.  It’s a point of contention that guy and I are fighting over right now.  When I go out for the night, I go out for the night.  I go to the bar and usually close it.  He goes out as well, but there’s the difference between he and I.  I don’t call him and ask what time he’s going to be home.  It’s his night out and I let him have it with no complaints.  But when I go out, my phone means Jessica on demand.  It’s annoying.

So anyway, again, big FML.

I hate this shit.

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