Well... we are not in our new house...
It was left a disaster, full of shit still, like a full ass fridge of gross food, giant beds that I was promised would be taken, and to top it all off it has bugs... worse than what we were made to believe. It is going to take us now a while to work on the house and make things livable...
So we are back at the hotel... I just want to be in my home but I'm not living in it like that. No fucking way. And of course, people have to be assholes and act like the people who are helping us tricked us into this place. It's like no, that was the only place that both fit our budget and was the right size for our family. And honestly we paid practically nothing for it but like damn man.... I feel a bit ripped off...
I guess that's why she kept thanking us and paid for things like the lot rent and electricity and internet for the month....
But like damn man....
I'll fix it, like I fix everything else in my life... but I know this one is going to hurt...
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