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I'm so frustrated with where I am in life right now.
I love Ryan, I really honestly do. But it's killing me that after FIVE DAMN MONTHS of unemployment and TWO jobs handed to him (Randy & I both busted our asses at work to just hand him a job) and he still cant / wont do it. He claims he gets 'freaked out' because his therapist tossed the words 'You suffer from a social phobia' at him. ANd now that's his crutch.
Looking at the numbers, I'll make somewhere between 850-1000 a month, on average. That's at 7 an hour, working 30-36 hours a week. If Im making more money, that'll be GREAT. Otherwise, I'm at a base of 850 a month. -300 for my bills, that leaves me 500 roughly for rent, gas, phone, health & car insurance, groceries, and utilities. I can't live off that. There is no way that I can live off that.
And I will not be supporting his lazy ass, he won't be moving with me. If he gets off his ass and actually gets a job, sure! He can live with me, he can put his money into our checking account and actually help out with bills. I'll be happy to add him to the phone line and we can combine car insurance and things like that, and it'll be wonderful. I'll breath a little easier.
Right now, I'm looking at some shitty hole in the wall apartment because I can't afford anything else. I just can't.
I have until August I believe, because my dad already busted out with threats to kick me out of the house TONIGHT.
Today was already bad, I took Saxon and Farren to their new mother, who was great and wonderful and so excited.....but it still broke my heart. Those are my babies, and to let them go just killed me.
Then my dad came home and immediately started screaming at me.....and ugh., Just not a good day.
Thankfully, Kohl knows how to cheer me up. He's fighting with the box he's hiding in, and it's adorable enough to lift my spirits some.
I love Ryan, I really honestly do. But it's killing me that after FIVE DAMN MONTHS of unemployment and TWO jobs handed to him (Randy & I both busted our asses at work to just hand him a job) and he still cant / wont do it. He claims he gets 'freaked out' because his therapist tossed the words 'You suffer from a social phobia' at him. ANd now that's his crutch.
Looking at the numbers, I'll make somewhere between 850-1000 a month, on average. That's at 7 an hour, working 30-36 hours a week. If Im making more money, that'll be GREAT. Otherwise, I'm at a base of 850 a month. -300 for my bills, that leaves me 500 roughly for rent, gas, phone, health & car insurance, groceries, and utilities. I can't live off that. There is no way that I can live off that.
And I will not be supporting his lazy ass, he won't be moving with me. If he gets off his ass and actually gets a job, sure! He can live with me, he can put his money into our checking account and actually help out with bills. I'll be happy to add him to the phone line and we can combine car insurance and things like that, and it'll be wonderful. I'll breath a little easier.
Right now, I'm looking at some shitty hole in the wall apartment because I can't afford anything else. I just can't.
I have until August I believe, because my dad already busted out with threats to kick me out of the house TONIGHT.
Today was already bad, I took Saxon and Farren to their new mother, who was great and wonderful and so excited.....but it still broke my heart. Those are my babies, and to let them go just killed me.
Then my dad came home and immediately started screaming at me.....and ugh., Just not a good day.
Thankfully, Kohl knows how to cheer me up. He's fighting with the box he's hiding in, and it's adorable enough to lift my spirits some.
