Sigh. So much has freaking happened and all I wanted to do was blog about it, get it off my chest, release it .. and have had no time to do it until now.
After my dad's gf left, I thought things would go back to normal somewhat, and they only got worse. On Thursday, my dad confronted me and because I did not share all of my broccoli with him, I was to pay rent now. Over broccoli. BROCCOLI. So, between me and Chris, we'd be paying $600/month to live in the tiniest room in the house and without any privacy/freedom. And when I mean privacy, I mean that PAULINE WON'T LEAVE US THE FUCK ALONE. Cheese n crackers. All we want to do when we get home from work is de-stress, watch tv, play video games, whatever. Can't do that because she stands in front of us, blocking our view of the t.v., trying to have a conversation with us. Just... stop. It's okay every once in awhile, but its every fucking day. JUST STOP.
So, we quickly decided we are moving out once and for all. It sucks because the goal to save money is down the toilet, but if it means getting out of this hell hole for good, it'll be worth it.
Now, the race is on to get an apartment, pack up our shit, and get out. Sigh.
I'm so stressed :(
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