This was that at least then
Mazzy is sitting on the floor in my bedroom pulling laundry out of her basket. I realize that this wouldn't be a problem if I had bothered to put the clothes away yesterday, but I didn't and so here we are.
It seems that we will be having an empty house, soon. Stef and the kids moved in with her mom about a month ago. She left with the idea that she would be able to work and save money for her and Jonah and leave the kids with her mom during the day. The concept was solid, I guess, except for the whole YOU'RE MARRIED thing. A person shouldn't take an already shaky marriage and throw more crap at it. It just doesn't make sense.
So, she moved in with her mom despite what we said and Jonah tried to wait it out. Three weeks sort of bled in to him deciding that he wants a legal separation, so Stef and the kids aren't coming back. Jonah will be moving out at the end of November, in theory, and we should have our lives back by Christmas.
The whole thing will be remarkable timing since the space where the tree fits is currently cluttered with baby toys that should be upstairs in her room, or in the game room. Hooray for more space.
Now, the other blip on the radar may end up being my mother. Her car died on Sunday and it currently sits in my driveway. We need to diagnose the problem and hope that it is something small that we can fix. If we can't fix the car, we may need to convince Mom to move back in here. She doesn't make enough money to be able to save up for a new car and we don't have enough spare cash to get her one, either. As long as she is without a car the responsibility of getting her food and supplies will fall on my shoulders. I only have time after I get off work at night, so I will be putting in some long hours. Blech. I may have to start napping during the day. I am just not built to go without sleep. So, it might be an extreme solution, but having her live here would actually be less of a hassle for us. At least until she was able to save money to get a car by living here and reducing her expenses.
I guess that is where we are right now. I work. Working the night shift at the coffee mines isn't awful, but it can be draining. I want to just crawl in to my car and sleep for an hour before I head home, but it isn't possible. We are having the 'usual' problems; people cleaning, bosses mad at bosses, gossip, in-fighting, so that has taken some adjustment. At least most of my shift is task oriented and I can focus on cleaning and not the rest of the drama. I know how to clean things.
The weather has been cooler and it is hard to resist sitting outside with a hot cup and letting my mind wander. Mazzy isn't keen on it for long, so we rush back inside to snuggle on the couch to warm up.
I could list a million things that are going on with her, but no one wants the Baby Post, so just know that my daughter is doing everything she is supposed to do with the most character and love and happiness I could expect from my nine month old child
It seems that we will be having an empty house, soon. Stef and the kids moved in with her mom about a month ago. She left with the idea that she would be able to work and save money for her and Jonah and leave the kids with her mom during the day. The concept was solid, I guess, except for the whole YOU'RE MARRIED thing. A person shouldn't take an already shaky marriage and throw more crap at it. It just doesn't make sense.
So, she moved in with her mom despite what we said and Jonah tried to wait it out. Three weeks sort of bled in to him deciding that he wants a legal separation, so Stef and the kids aren't coming back. Jonah will be moving out at the end of November, in theory, and we should have our lives back by Christmas.
The whole thing will be remarkable timing since the space where the tree fits is currently cluttered with baby toys that should be upstairs in her room, or in the game room. Hooray for more space.
Now, the other blip on the radar may end up being my mother. Her car died on Sunday and it currently sits in my driveway. We need to diagnose the problem and hope that it is something small that we can fix. If we can't fix the car, we may need to convince Mom to move back in here. She doesn't make enough money to be able to save up for a new car and we don't have enough spare cash to get her one, either. As long as she is without a car the responsibility of getting her food and supplies will fall on my shoulders. I only have time after I get off work at night, so I will be putting in some long hours. Blech. I may have to start napping during the day. I am just not built to go without sleep. So, it might be an extreme solution, but having her live here would actually be less of a hassle for us. At least until she was able to save money to get a car by living here and reducing her expenses.
I guess that is where we are right now. I work. Working the night shift at the coffee mines isn't awful, but it can be draining. I want to just crawl in to my car and sleep for an hour before I head home, but it isn't possible. We are having the 'usual' problems; people cleaning, bosses mad at bosses, gossip, in-fighting, so that has taken some adjustment. At least most of my shift is task oriented and I can focus on cleaning and not the rest of the drama. I know how to clean things.
The weather has been cooler and it is hard to resist sitting outside with a hot cup and letting my mind wander. Mazzy isn't keen on it for long, so we rush back inside to snuggle on the couch to warm up.
I could list a million things that are going on with her, but no one wants the Baby Post, so just know that my daughter is doing everything she is supposed to do with the most character and love and happiness I could expect from my nine month old child
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