When life hands you lemons...
Find the son of a bitch that gave them to you and KILL HIM! Just when things were FINALLY starting to look somewhat good, we get screwed...again. This time it is our current living arrangement. My mother has made herself perfectly clear that she wants us out asap. Which is fine, as we want to get the hell out...however, we were planning on this taking place around March...but that is not to be. She can't take it that long...she says her life is on hold until we move out. So...I'm thinking, fuck it. We're moving out at the end of November, earlier if things actually go as planned. And it pains me to say it, but we're moving far away; not to like Canada or anything..(Canada DOES suck afterall) Right now, we've found three, possibly four apartments/townhouses for rent in the Rantoul area. For those of you not familiar with where this town is, it's about 20 minutes from Champaign. I've come to the realization that I can't live up here anymore, for a number of reasons...it's too damn expensive, and...well...that's pretty much it. It sucks that I'll be leaving my friends behind, but I've also realized that living up here hasn't been fair to my wife; her entire family lives in central Illinois, whereas my family all lives up here. So, with the Champaign area being quite literally the halfway point, I figured that it's a good compromise. Plus, like I said before, I just can't live up here anymore.
This is how bad it's gotten with my mother...she took the day off today, and I don't work until 4...so I'm sitting in a fucking library on my laptop because I can't stand to be around her anymore...
This is how bad it's gotten with my mother...she took the day off today, and I don't work until 4...so I'm sitting in a fucking library on my laptop because I can't stand to be around her anymore...