That’s how long it’ll be until I move. Seriously – I am so excited. Excited about moving, getting my puppies back, setting up my house – basically, starting to live life again.
It seems like it has been far too long that I have been letting outside forces dictate my life – my husband when I was married, my mother and family constraints since I’ve been living there.
I’m more than ready to be on my own and setting my plan and what I want to do. Most importantly, to decorate the house the way I want it to be and to get up on the weekends when I want to (not because someones coming home at 0300 or at 0700 or whenever and heaven forbid that the bed be WARM like from someone sleeping there….but anyways, I digress.
I’m just really really looking forward to being in my house and having my life settle down.
I go today to pay my first month’s rent and my pet deposit. I’m REALLY not looking forward to watching that amount of money leave my account but I know it’s truly for the best – after all, getting back on my own two feet is the goal of all of this, right?
Especially so that I can stop texts like I got last night from my ex:
” Can u go let the dogs out ASAP? I have not been able to get home, they been in crate since 8am. Thx”.
Which I got at 7:15pm. It was sent at 5:45pm. I had left my cell upstairs in my room and had gone downstairs to help my mom with dinner and to eat said dinner with her. So I missed the text. It would have been far more helpful if he’d sent it to me earlier in the day so I could have gone over there…but I won’t be jumping to his beck and call in 29 more days…
So ready for this.
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