Hey
Life is pretty much busy and tiring. My husband Scott left for Air Force training on April 25th to Esquimalt British Columbia. His graduation is on the 12th of July, but he ends up needing to stay an extra week for First Aid training.
His parents, Maia and I will be going to B.C. to see the graduation, but even that will be tiring.
Being a single parent is really tough, and I've decided for now, to stop cloth diapering. LOL. I was doing my best to save money, but I have little free time as it is ^^;
Before Scott left, he put in our notice that our last month would be July. He actually gave our notice 45 days sooner than he needed to. What I didn't know was that once you submit a termination notice, the landlord doesn't need to give you 24hours notice when they want to show the place to a 'prospective client' just what they deem is 'reasonable' so like, the first tuesday after he left, I'm leaving at 11:30am to do some shopping and find this notice for people to come into my apartment for 1pm.
I just freaked, really. I have toys and stuff all over the place, and of course cameras, tv, dolls out in the open. I walked into one of the open baby gates and broke one of the wall parts as well as bruised myself.
So I rushed out, did what I could do in the amount of time before they'd come. To make a long story short, it was a 'no-show' I called the rental place and got a very patronizing woman on the phone o_0
Just want to say, each time I get a notice, even if they don't show, it's stressful. The first time people came, they just walked through while I tried getting Maia to stop climbing the shelf. I was in shock they trudged through my whole place, where Maia drops food and picks it up and eats it before I can stop her, in their dirty shoes and ignored me.
I'm sorry, but this is still my place! SO the next time I requested they did, the lady looked mad, she had on these dumb shoes that weren't even practical and took her a while to take off.
When my grandparents died, the place was looked at 3 times. Not sure how they did that because I think all my baby gates were closed. I also found things from my fridge in my freezer. I was really mad about this. Having to take care of Maia on my own, handling my grandparents' deaths on my own, and this rental place bullshit is just tiring.
What's stressful is that, each time I get a notice, I clean up. I clean the whole living room floor, where they will walk through. Maia just makes it a mess again within the hour. I think I've given up. Why am I doing this to myself?
Why am I doing this to you to have to see this journal entry? lol.
Maia hasn't slept in her crib since Scott left. She needs to sleep playing with my hair and freaks out if I'm not there when she wakes up. I don't know how she'll act when she sees him again, but I'm so happy it isn't longer.
The thing is, if Scott goes for positions that are less than 3 months, he can only go alone, we can't go with him. I'm not sure yet if we will be going to St-Jean first in Quebec, or Gagetown in New Brunswick - but he's said if the position is short, he's still going ot take us no mater what.
I just.. would like to know where I'm living next.
I spend time thinking, shit how will I pack all my dolls, how the hell did I accumulate so many? Why the hell am I thinking about dolls?
His parents, Maia and I will be going to B.C. to see the graduation, but even that will be tiring.
Being a single parent is really tough, and I've decided for now, to stop cloth diapering. LOL. I was doing my best to save money, but I have little free time as it is ^^;
Before Scott left, he put in our notice that our last month would be July. He actually gave our notice 45 days sooner than he needed to. What I didn't know was that once you submit a termination notice, the landlord doesn't need to give you 24hours notice when they want to show the place to a 'prospective client' just what they deem is 'reasonable' so like, the first tuesday after he left, I'm leaving at 11:30am to do some shopping and find this notice for people to come into my apartment for 1pm.
I just freaked, really. I have toys and stuff all over the place, and of course cameras, tv, dolls out in the open. I walked into one of the open baby gates and broke one of the wall parts as well as bruised myself.
So I rushed out, did what I could do in the amount of time before they'd come. To make a long story short, it was a 'no-show' I called the rental place and got a very patronizing woman on the phone o_0
Just want to say, each time I get a notice, even if they don't show, it's stressful. The first time people came, they just walked through while I tried getting Maia to stop climbing the shelf. I was in shock they trudged through my whole place, where Maia drops food and picks it up and eats it before I can stop her, in their dirty shoes and ignored me.
I'm sorry, but this is still my place! SO the next time I requested they did, the lady looked mad, she had on these dumb shoes that weren't even practical and took her a while to take off.
When my grandparents died, the place was looked at 3 times. Not sure how they did that because I think all my baby gates were closed. I also found things from my fridge in my freezer. I was really mad about this. Having to take care of Maia on my own, handling my grandparents' deaths on my own, and this rental place bullshit is just tiring.
What's stressful is that, each time I get a notice, I clean up. I clean the whole living room floor, where they will walk through. Maia just makes it a mess again within the hour. I think I've given up. Why am I doing this to myself?
Why am I doing this to you to have to see this journal entry? lol.
Maia hasn't slept in her crib since Scott left. She needs to sleep playing with my hair and freaks out if I'm not there when she wakes up. I don't know how she'll act when she sees him again, but I'm so happy it isn't longer.
The thing is, if Scott goes for positions that are less than 3 months, he can only go alone, we can't go with him. I'm not sure yet if we will be going to St-Jean first in Quebec, or Gagetown in New Brunswick - but he's said if the position is short, he's still going ot take us no mater what.
I just.. would like to know where I'm living next.
I spend time thinking, shit how will I pack all my dolls, how the hell did I accumulate so many? Why the hell am I thinking about dolls?