Okay so it's not that bad at all. Actually, my life has been getting better than I thought it could. Yeah, yeah there have been some incidents lately. Starting with this one psycho. And you know, I wouldn't have taken such drastic measures (ahem..moving) if it was just regular stalking. But after finding my camera again...on my bed...when I came home, I didn't feel comfortable. Or safe. Cripes. Who knows how long he's been coming in and out as he pleases. Idk how. The locks were changed. Ugh. I don't even care anymore. So with my brother's help, the chickadee and I have relocated to a safe place. My fam didn't think it was so drastic--the move. It's better safe than sorry. So all of us are back together in the same house. Thank goodness it's a big house. Lol. We'd kill each other if that weren't the case. Well...not my sister. She is now living with my ex. Awesome. But that's a whole other story that I'd just rather not get into. Nope nope. Finally making some major demands when it comes to this divorce and custody. He has until the end of the year to sign the divorce papers or else I'll fight dirty. That's plenty of time. I'm tired of games. In fact I'd much rather this ended within the next couple months but court costs money and well...I'm working on it. Heh heh heh.
Other than that things are looking up. I found a good job over here. Good pay and benefits. Finally I'll have health insurance. That's going to relieve a lot of stress. Told them I need at least four days off at the end of January since I already made some plans. Which isn't a total lie. I hate lying. But I was planning something. Finally going to see my love :) The guy that hired me said it shouldn't be a problem but he can't tell me for sure what days I'll be getting off until the middle of August.
My bro found me an apt. Eight bills a month. No other utilities to pay. Free internet. But he wants me to stick around for awhile. He doesn't like the idea of me renting. Wants me to get a house. Um..that's a lot of responsibility to think about right now. Doesn't fit in with my restless nature at all. And he knows it. Lol. Which is why I think he's pushing it. Wants me to 'grow some roots.' Hmm. Anyways, he said I don't have to pay any rent for him. He's got it all covered, what with my mom and other bro living with him too. Woo hoo for me. Though I'll be pitching in whether he likes it or not. At least something. I'm no moocher. I hate that feeling. Bad memories I guess. Still, even then I'll have some extra cash flow. No second job for me. So I'm going to work hard at getting my writing goals accomplished this year. The rest of them.
Speaking of writing. It's not been easy lately. Not depressed or demotivated. I am very motivated and want to write....I just kinda freeze. Hoping that it's just the stress of everything lately. Lots of things still on my mind. Actually...I think it's more that things are starting to go right and I'm not sure how to handle it. Lol. Part of me is still waiting for the next major disaster to happen. Gotta get my mind past that. Things always get better. I think this is my better. It IS my better. If that makes sense.
I've never been this happy.
I painted a picture today. And I sprained my ankle. Guess it balances out.
The picture was of a broken bottle of whiskey with a ragdoll propped up next to it. The background is a red orange haze mixed with splotches of black. Very nice. Not sure what it means if it means anything at all. Just something that flew off my paintbrush.
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