This is starting to become a real pan in my ass...
Well, as many of you know, I was evicted at the end of April so I'm now back in with my parents and still have no job. The worst part is, I don't hear the end of it. My mother calls me at ungodly times because she is never home to tell me where she has seen the "HELP" signs in the windows. None of which I'm qualified for, but she thinks would be a great opportunity for me. Fuck you, you never cared, why start now.
"What's you're plans for the week? Have any interviews lined up?" No Dad. Do you?
Now within the past week, it comes to my attention that my parents are now in 'serious' mode about moving in August. Well that's perfect! Plenty of time for me to get a job save some money find a place to live move and live happily ever after. So I ask them for help. I say I've found these foreclosed homes that I could afford to live in because they're dirt cheap.
The first thing that comes out of my Dad's mouth is "How are you going to keep up the yard?" Nothing else comes to his mind besides the fucking yard. Thanks Dad, you're really supportive. Now I'll just listen to you and Mom fighting over how she wants to get rid of everything and have garage sales on the weekend, but you'll say "I'm not home every weekend." because she really meant for you to drop everything to do this you stupid dumb fuck.
I wake up today to the sounds of a lawnmower (Dad) and Mom shuffling things into boxes and placing other things into other rooms. I would think the first thing we'd want to do is, FIND A NEW HOME TO PUT IT.
I don't know how this is going to work out. I can't afford to move far (Kalamazoo). So, don't ask. As much as I can see myself living there. I can't see myself being able to get there and stay there. I've found a few homes out this way that will work. If I can get in touch with the Realtor, I may have my own home within the next month or 2.
Here is a link for the shit shack I'm really looking into: www.realtor.com/realestateandhomes-detail/34624-Farragut-St_Westland_MI_48186_1109222757
"What's you're plans for the week? Have any interviews lined up?" No Dad. Do you?
Now within the past week, it comes to my attention that my parents are now in 'serious' mode about moving in August. Well that's perfect! Plenty of time for me to get a job save some money find a place to live move and live happily ever after. So I ask them for help. I say I've found these foreclosed homes that I could afford to live in because they're dirt cheap.
The first thing that comes out of my Dad's mouth is "How are you going to keep up the yard?" Nothing else comes to his mind besides the fucking yard. Thanks Dad, you're really supportive. Now I'll just listen to you and Mom fighting over how she wants to get rid of everything and have garage sales on the weekend, but you'll say "I'm not home every weekend." because she really meant for you to drop everything to do this you stupid dumb fuck.
I wake up today to the sounds of a lawnmower (Dad) and Mom shuffling things into boxes and placing other things into other rooms. I would think the first thing we'd want to do is, FIND A NEW HOME TO PUT IT.
I don't know how this is going to work out. I can't afford to move far (Kalamazoo). So, don't ask. As much as I can see myself living there. I can't see myself being able to get there and stay there. I've found a few homes out this way that will work. If I can get in touch with the Realtor, I may have my own home within the next month or 2.
Here is a link for the shit shack I'm really looking into: www.realtor.com/realestateandhomes-detail/34624-Farragut-St_Westland_MI_48186_1109222757