so here i am sitting at my parents house for the 7Th straight day,,,, moving sucks and what sucks worse is when people (who will remain nameless)break your couch when you move and not having a frig... i usually don't use my blog for personal venting but seeing's how most people that know me know that this move was not what i wanted to do i will take this opportunity to vent my anger so it doesn't get put onto my husband and child.....
I HATE Logan,, HATE HATE HATE it!@!!! i don't want to live here i want to go home. It literally brings me to tears every single time the realization that i live here comes into my brain.. I've heard over and over that it'll get better, I'll like living by family, and you'll be happy. But for now I'm just trying not to let the grips of depression swallow me whole... I've been trying to keep busy organizing and cleaning but doing that leaves me alone in an empty house with only my thoughts. why does life have to change? why does it throw you such big curve balls???? and why in the mist of being surrounded by family and friends can you feel more alone then you ever have??? All and all you an say today is a bad day and its not looking up
so here we sit still not completely moved in waiting (till tomorrow) for comcast to come so we will have TV and Internet so we can stay at the new house with out loosing our sanity and actually sleep in our new but temporary home.. pictures to come soon.