Feb 20, 2005 19:32
Okay, so yeah... we're staying now. I'm sick of not really being able to make a decision. I know that my mom is going to be miserable. The fact that she cried for two days and is now up in NC visiting my dad for the weekend kinda clued me in to that one. Oh yeah, that and the fact that she has labeled her feelings as "empty nest syndrome". What is really kicking her ass is the fact that she is the one leaving. I am trying to get my brother to stay. He is more likely to get his license here than in NC. And now since I actually have the money to help him get his and D get his license back then, that's what I have to focus most on doing. I need my brothers help with Anna, not to mention the fact that my grandma was planning on handing him a truck as soon as he gets his license... which puts a second car here until the supra gets fixed... if it ever gets fixed. But, I will get to legalize my car and my non-driving husband. Possibly license my bro. Just lotsa pretty cool shit going on. All because there was gasoline in my well water when I was a kid. Yeah... maybe that is what's wrong with me. Clark Kent gets super powers from a meteor... I get fucked over by gas in the ground water. LMAO. Oh well, fuck. I'm actually in a fairly good mood. Mostly because I am home alone and the kid is asleep. No thumping of the bass from my brothers room. No D snoring on the couch because he isn't using the computer. Oh, and about that. I finally got the balls to stand up to him and tell him the other night that I thought he hadn't grown up at all. I told him that I am sick of having 2 children. If I wanted two kids I would have a baby and a kid, not him and Anna being my kids. I told him that he needs to man up, grow up and act like an adult, a husband and a father... or I'm through. I love him. I love him more than anything. But I have to think about what is best for Anna. And it just so happens that a sane and happy Mommy is a good thing for a lil spoiled brat to have. So, he's got to shape up, cuz I'm tired of bitching. Well... I'm alive, I'm calm and decently happy for the time being... for anyone that gave a shit to know.