Hi Anne,
I’m in a bit of a jam, too. Last night Cache asked me if I could stay the night at my frind’s so Jul could come over. I was offended. She was a phony girl & got that restraining order on him & he would just go running back to that. He was so worried that nothing come between him & Jul before I moved in…& I told him, "she was gone 6 weeks after I got here & made a mess of you emotionally. Now you should be more worrried that she will come between the relationship you have with your Mom!"
I’m just not in the mood to move with him to Denver. He has a tendency to be disrespectful & rude. I called my Dad & asked his advice. He said basically, if I can stay with my friend, I should do that & wait out the low-income housing list (not have to start all over in another city.) So I took a bunch of my things over there last night & am all boxed up to take the rest, but Cache is not working today & at home. I wanted to sort of sneak out of here to avoid conflict. We are supposed to move tomorrow & Saturday, & I just don’t want to go! I came here because I thought it would be a little family situation, but Julianna proved to be a deceitful girl…& Cache just isn’t emotionally mature enough or stable enough himself to provide me with a place to save & work on becoming self-sufficient. I’m very hurt by all of this. I have paid him rent for 2 of the 3 months I lived here. I have cared for his dog, done his laundry, shopped & lugged groceries up 2 flights of stairs, prepared meals, done all of the housecleaning, & have waited on him hand & foot while his broken ankle has had time to heal. Now…I am tired. I’m an old lady & I feel like I’m living with a 10 year old again!
There are problems living with my friend of course, too. I don’t have time to go into all of that now, but since you live at your friend’s…you know there is always a downside.
I want to live alone so badly…& I bet it will be next year before that can happen. However, if I were in your situation…I don’t think I’d move into the house with the rats either. I’m not necessarily afraid of them…but they disgust me & make me feel unclean. (And clean is something that I will have to quit worrying about if I live with my friend. Well…she’s clean, but her apartment is stacked with boxes of old clothes & knick-knacks from flea markets & yard sales. She’s a pack-rat & there’s no room to move around. I have no idea what I will do with my boxes!)
She doesn’t have a computer…so if I go there, I forsee having to use one at the library. To keep in touch with you, of course…but also to pay my bills, since I do all of them on-line.
Hang in there! You’re half-way through your lease, & maybe what you can do is begin looking for another place in the meantime. If it were me…I’d stay where you are & not lose sight of getting out (only to a nicer place) in 3 months.
I have to get to the post office (I’m going to have to open one of my own now!)
Why is there so much chaos in our lives at the moment???!!! Hopefully we’ll have better things to write about in a few months!
Take care & know that I love you & am thinking of you! I almost wish we were close by so we could help each other get our shit together!!!
Love,
Lori