For all....
The excitement I had a at having an empty house...
Now that it's the day they're leaving, I'm experiancing the oh so fun grief and loss that you would expect (they did live here for two months, I was rather used to it, plus...it's daddy and sissy, I don't really want them to leave).
It's rather annoying to go from "Yay, I get my house back, I get to do whatever I want, I get this, this and this) to nightmares and slight depression.
They're not moving up here as planned due to problems with dad's health insurance (and as a heart patient, he really, REALLY needs it), and while I completely understand that, some how, my sub-concious brain has taken that as another abandonment in my life and is trying to screw with me.
I know, that in the long run I'll be okay, but right now I want to bar the door and scream 'Don't go!'...but I can't, and that hurts.
Now that it's the day they're leaving, I'm experiancing the oh so fun grief and loss that you would expect (they did live here for two months, I was rather used to it, plus...it's daddy and sissy, I don't really want them to leave).
It's rather annoying to go from "Yay, I get my house back, I get to do whatever I want, I get this, this and this) to nightmares and slight depression.
They're not moving up here as planned due to problems with dad's health insurance (and as a heart patient, he really, REALLY needs it), and while I completely understand that, some how, my sub-concious brain has taken that as another abandonment in my life and is trying to screw with me.
I know, that in the long run I'll be okay, but right now I want to bar the door and scream 'Don't go!'...but I can't, and that hurts.