No, I’ve had a bad month. For real. I was just feeling nasty yesterday. Not physically. Mentally. I was down. Depressed. Tired. This is with my citalopram. Who got the brunt of my nastiness? My husband. He was happy to escape to work at 5 PM.
Poor guy.
A person can only take so much. You know?
Let’s talk about what’s happened last month. Get it all out there.
My apartment building burned down.
The complex didn’t have a 3 bedroom apartment for my family.
We moved in with my brother – which isn’t bad in and of itself, but I don’t have my own space, there’s 6 of us living out of baskets in one room, I want a place I can go to just stop and think. This was supposed to be temporary. We’ve been here 5 weeks.
Pato blew a tire coming from work. Thank God he was ok.
The accountant did our taxes, which we needed the refund from to put a down payment on a manufactured home. He left off the last number to our bank account. Both federal and state of Iowa got rejected back to them. We’re waiting on paper checks to get here.
Pato’s boss said he’d co-sign for us and now all of the banks we have tried said they stopped doing mobile home loans a month ago (notice the irony, my apartment burned down 5 weeks ago).
Jordan has been having a tough time dealing with all of this and not having his own space. It’s been hard. You just want your kid to be happy and he is about as miserable as it gets. Problems in school, problems at home, etc.
Pato sold his car which was having tons of problems and bought a car from his friend who lost his license for the same price. On the way home, it pretty much blew up on the interstate. Something with the fuel line. I don’t know. He’s been trying to fix it for the last week.
My brother bought a house, again, not a bad thing, but he closes March 29 and we can’t go with him.
Did I mention the banks aren’t doing loans for mobile homes and that our paper check from the IRS hasn’t gotten here yet? That’s the most frustrating thing to me. We have the mobile home, we just have to pay the down payment and do the contract. He’s willing to do it on contract. We’re just waiting for the money.
There’s been more. So much more. Those are the big ones.
When I got up this morning I was still cranky. Just before I crawled up into a ball and cried I want my mommy, I was looking through my phone and noticed Alyce took a bunch of pictures last night. It made me smile. Want to see a few of them?
That’s Penlope, my diva parakeet. She truly is a diva. She’s also the most fun to watch when she doesn’t see you watching her. If she sees you, she freezes and plays statue bird.
Meet Cinnamon. He’s one of my sister in law’s 3 cockatiels. He’s really pretty. None of her cockatiels are the normal type you are used to. No orange on their cheeks. They are beautiful and I love their whistles.
A self portrait. I showed it to her and she is so proud of herself. How can you not smile and feel a little better with those baby blues looking at you? (For the person who said that was a scary picture of my child, no I’m not posting it, that was rude. She took this herself. She’s 4. Thanks!)
Thank you Leecy for making me stop and remember what is important.
There’s been good things this month too.
No one was hurt in the fire. Not in my family, not in anyone’s family.
All of our pets survived the fire, including my parakeets who went through the fire. I still don’t know how they survived. God cares about the littlest sparrow.
I’ve spent a lot of time with my brother and my sister in law.
My youngest niece and nephew aren’t shy around me anymore. Cambria smiles as she runs up to me with her arms out for me to pick her up. Carter comes up and tells me stories. I love it!
My kids have gotten to know their cousins so much more.
Christiano has become a lot less clingy as I’ve left him with Shelley to run to the store now and then. He used to flip out when I’d leave him. He’s doing better with that now.
My friend Angie asked me to be her maid of honor so we get to go shopping for discount bridesmaid dresses sometime, discount because I’m on a serious budget.
Eventually we will have our own place again. This is not forever.
I needed that moment to stop feeling sorry for myself.
At least for today.
Life will get better.
This too shall pass.
Have a great day!
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