I’m still using Dad’s computer. It’s just about to drive me crazy.
It’s cold. Christmas is around the corner, and I haven’t the foggiest idea of what I’m actually going to get the kids.
I’ve got books to read, but I can’t concentrate on them enough to get into the story.
There’s plenty of housework to do, but I’m sick of looking at it.
I thought about heading to FL for a few days, but I don’t have the $$$ for a hotel room, and Tig doesn’t have enough room for us. Don’t really have the gas money either. I considered looking for a job there and moving back, but it’s not possible. I can’t go without being able to count on Tig or his parents, and they’ve not done a whole lot in the way of keeping in touch. I do have friends there, but nobody that I’d be able to REALLY count on and trust.
I guess I could start going through my things in storage and get them ready for moving again. I doubt it though.