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I guess tomorrow it becomes official. I am probably turning in my key to the house I have called home for nearly nine years. All that is left of mine there is my dog, four of my cats (Flea and lowercase are here now), and tons of memories. Tons. This morning, my brother and I packed up the cat house and tried to get the cats to come with us. I would have had three this morning, but U jumped out before my brother could close the door of the camper shell on his truck. So Flea and lowercase were ...
I didn't post an entry on Friday due to not feeling comfortable enough to get on Carma's computer and get access to the guest password for her wi-fi. And the only reason I am on right now, is because I got on her computer and got the guest password for the wi-fi. The difference between today and yesterday is that I was the only person here yesterday, and Carma and Joey were here tonight. Anyway... On Friday, my brother drove me to Sinking Spring. It is probably the last time he ...
It's highly likely that we won't have everything moved out of the house tomorrow. Dad was supposed to help transport everything today to the storage unit, but he never came. Even when I rode through Locust Grove on my way home, his truck had not moved from its spot when my brother and I went by this morning. And my brother arrived sometime between 8 and 9pm. After he changed his clothes, he left again. Dad says he'll be here tomorrow, but even then we probably won't have everything out. ...
My brother didn't get home until super late last night. I was told by Mom to wake her up when he arrived. We talked some, but nothing sunk in. My brother is extremely relaxed about the whole situation. When we were talking last night, he seemed content with not helping us at all, and instead forcing us to go to court over all of this. He doesn't seem to realize that a court hearing is the last thing we want to do. I mean, it won't look good on either Mom's or his records that they were put ...
It's a stressful time here right now. Mom and I are nearly worried sick about the whole situation we've been put in. As the minutes tick by, we become increasingly certain that it is all just a plot of my father's family to get Mom out of the picture. As if they are simply doing these things in order to drive her edge and back in a cell. I am truly worried about Mom. Her main concern has been how we can get our belongings to the storage facility I bought today. My brother was ...