Can my posts get anymore whiney?
I am still at my parents house. This situation ran its course months ago and I am now trying to grit my teeth and tolerate this on a day by day basis. Ugh.
The house is listed, though, and we are getting a decent amount of traffic through. However, there have been some comments on the price so we are going to lower it. We just want the damn thing out of our hands so we aren't going to mess around with the price. If it needs to be dropped, we'll drop it.
Bubs will probably not be a crawler, like his mom. He still has no interest in crawling AT ALL. I didn't either, apparently, and started standing and walking rather early.
Bubs is also a tan little boy who loves to be outside. Right now he is asleep, ASLEEP! in the swing. I've finally gotten him to nap, at least once, during the day. The rest of the day is a crap shoot.
So, it sucks that I'm still here and Trout is with the house. He doesn't have a job up here yet so hopefully that will change, at least. I may lose my damn mind yet.
Labels: anxiety, bowie, dh, emotions, family, house, moving, pity party, sanity


