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Dwyane and I have lived in our own apartment for almost two whole weeks now. We had a lot of complications trying to move in and get everything together, from arguing about having his best friend move in to the apartment not being ready and me scrubbing the kitchen for 5 1/2 hours, but it is all working out one step at a time. The biggest repairs needed are that the bathroom needs repainted, the oven needs a new heating element, a few electrical outlets in the kitchen and livingroom dont work, and the carpet needs to be ripped up in the hallway and in our huge walk in closets and replaced. We still need a louder door bell... I can't hear anything at all when I'm upstairs. We have free cable and we are SO not saying ANYTHING about that. The guy who lives in the apartment below us shares our water, so mabye the cable will even things out a little b/c we pay the water bill.
I LOVE having our own apartment!! I can walk around naked as a Jay-bird if I want and dont have to worry about anyone walking in on accident. I also love the fact that we can do WHATEVER we want, WHENEVER we want. I LOVE IT.
Dwayne's birtday was yesterday. I got him Nautica cologne, an AE Tee for Golfing, some white tees, 2 video games, young joc's CD, and a crap load of candy. I also made him an oreo cake and took him out to eat at Texas Roadhouse. He got to see his Dad last night for the first time in 2 years. I know that had to do some heart healing.
His mother was a total bitch to me on the phone yesterday. She called demanding to know if i was home when becky (Dwayne's stepmom and Dwayne's mom's rival) was over. I was out shoping for Dwayne's present when she called, I had no idea Becky was even at my house and So what if she was... It's mine and Dwayne's house. NOT her's. I called Dwayne's mom last week and invited them to come over for Dwyane's B-day. She said no b/c it was too big of an inconvenience to get everyone over on a week night. Too bad she doent fucking work, she sleeps alllll day long and the girls aren't even in school yet. John is the only one who works. They came over when we had moved into our apartment.. THE FIRST NIGHT WE WERE THERE. Came WAYYYY too late to help out with anything and wouldnt leave untill like 1 in the morning. THAT WASNT AN INCONVENIENCE TO US??? What a bitch. I just have very little respect for his mother and i am so so so fucking glad to be out of her damn nasty house. Get this, she had 12 freaking cats in her house at one point and let them SHIT in the BATHTUB. You know, the place where people are supposed to be CLEANING their bodies off?? Gross! Then one morning I got rid of one of the cats, that was supposed to be Dwayne's, and it started hella drama. She was going to kick me out of the house and blah blah blah. You know the only reason I even stayed in that fucking nasty house was so that I could take Dwayne back and forth to work b/c she is too lazy and "dosent have the money" to take him herself. They can spend money on cigarettes but they cant afford barely any food. They can buy two leiters out the ass, but they cant afford gas to go anywhere and ask me to run everywhere. What fucking morons. WE HAD TO PAY THEM $80 A MONTH TO SLEEP ON A MATTRESS IN THE MIDDLE OF THEIR LIVING ROOM FLOOR. We didn't even use $80 worth of anything while we stayed there. They are just the most rediculas people I have ever met in my life. And that's not all, the list could go on and on and on. AND ON.
ANYWAYS, my whole point was that his mother ended up inviting themselves over on sunday instead. Well Dwayne's stepmom called and invited us over to their house on Sunday for dinner and of course Dwayne accepted... Well now she was all pissed off at me on the phone b/c Dwayne was going over there on sunday. I told her that we could try to fit everyone in on sunday and she just huffed and puffed, "whatever", and hung up. REAAAALLLLL mature.
Sigh. You know, It's not always like that either. sometimes his mom can be the sweetest person in the world. I dont know if it is put on or real though.... Oh well, i guess either way, i really dont have to put up with it anymore. Thank God.
outie.
Lace
I LOVE having our own apartment!! I can walk around naked as a Jay-bird if I want and dont have to worry about anyone walking in on accident. I also love the fact that we can do WHATEVER we want, WHENEVER we want. I LOVE IT.
Dwayne's birtday was yesterday. I got him Nautica cologne, an AE Tee for Golfing, some white tees, 2 video games, young joc's CD, and a crap load of candy. I also made him an oreo cake and took him out to eat at Texas Roadhouse. He got to see his Dad last night for the first time in 2 years. I know that had to do some heart healing.
His mother was a total bitch to me on the phone yesterday. She called demanding to know if i was home when becky (Dwayne's stepmom and Dwayne's mom's rival) was over. I was out shoping for Dwayne's present when she called, I had no idea Becky was even at my house and So what if she was... It's mine and Dwayne's house. NOT her's. I called Dwayne's mom last week and invited them to come over for Dwyane's B-day. She said no b/c it was too big of an inconvenience to get everyone over on a week night. Too bad she doent fucking work, she sleeps alllll day long and the girls aren't even in school yet. John is the only one who works. They came over when we had moved into our apartment.. THE FIRST NIGHT WE WERE THERE. Came WAYYYY too late to help out with anything and wouldnt leave untill like 1 in the morning. THAT WASNT AN INCONVENIENCE TO US??? What a bitch. I just have very little respect for his mother and i am so so so fucking glad to be out of her damn nasty house. Get this, she had 12 freaking cats in her house at one point and let them SHIT in the BATHTUB. You know, the place where people are supposed to be CLEANING their bodies off?? Gross! Then one morning I got rid of one of the cats, that was supposed to be Dwayne's, and it started hella drama. She was going to kick me out of the house and blah blah blah. You know the only reason I even stayed in that fucking nasty house was so that I could take Dwayne back and forth to work b/c she is too lazy and "dosent have the money" to take him herself. They can spend money on cigarettes but they cant afford barely any food. They can buy two leiters out the ass, but they cant afford gas to go anywhere and ask me to run everywhere. What fucking morons. WE HAD TO PAY THEM $80 A MONTH TO SLEEP ON A MATTRESS IN THE MIDDLE OF THEIR LIVING ROOM FLOOR. We didn't even use $80 worth of anything while we stayed there. They are just the most rediculas people I have ever met in my life. And that's not all, the list could go on and on and on. AND ON.
ANYWAYS, my whole point was that his mother ended up inviting themselves over on sunday instead. Well Dwayne's stepmom called and invited us over to their house on Sunday for dinner and of course Dwayne accepted... Well now she was all pissed off at me on the phone b/c Dwayne was going over there on sunday. I told her that we could try to fit everyone in on sunday and she just huffed and puffed, "whatever", and hung up. REAAAALLLLL mature.
Sigh. You know, It's not always like that either. sometimes his mom can be the sweetest person in the world. I dont know if it is put on or real though.... Oh well, i guess either way, i really dont have to put up with it anymore. Thank God.
outie.
Lace