Wasting Time

Again, not pictures. Sorry. I just found my camera yesterday. Next step is to locate the charger. After that, take pictures, and then upload. So maybe I'll have pictures to post sometime soon. But realistically, not until next week I'm sure.

I've been very busy lately. I've taken on a lot more responsibilities at work, and it's really starting to wear me down. I haven't been running in over 2 weeks, which is making me feel really crappy. I need to get all my crap moved out of the house and into the apartment as soon as possible, and that's stressing me out.

The good news is that we have secured an apartment, and it's close to the girls' daycare, in a decent part of town, and not too incredibly far from my work. It should save me a total of a half an hour on my daily commute. It's a 2 bedroom, but the overall square footage isn't a whole lot less than the house, so we should be able to make it work out. I've already moved almost all the kitchen stuff and my bed and one crib and a bunch of clothes. There's still a LOT more to go though. And once I finally do get moved out, I get to finish the task of installing the new flooring in the house (part of the divorce agreement). Not quite sure where I'm going to find the time to get that flooring put in.

Considering the amount of complaining I just did, this week has been much better than the previous ones. Miguel has come down from his latest crazy episode (which included many threats of violence and murder against men I have dated in an attempt to control what I do and who I see) and is acting rational again. That always makes my life a little less stressful. But we'll see how long this attitude lasts and when he'll be back to making death threats and calling me a slut, etc. I want to believe that he's getting better and is sincere in his apologies, but we've been through this too many times in the past 6 months for me to honestly believe that he's not going to pull this crap again. But I've stopped talking to him, so that helps. Text messages and e-mail only. We tend to bring out the crazy in one another when we talk on the phone. I turn into a completely different person when he's like that, too. And not the kind of person that I want to be, might I add.

Well, I'm thinking the girls and I will spend our first night in the new apartment tonight (new to us anyway. The building was built back in the 70's). I'm hoping to get the kitchen totally unpacked tonight after the girls are in bed. We'll see how that goes. It sure will be nice to have our own space again (we've been staying with other people for almost the past 2 months in response to all the Miguel shenanigans which I plan on posting in a while).

Oh crap. I started this post on my lunch break. It's now 9:00 in the evening. I guess I never hit publish post. Oops. I guess I'll go ahead and publish now.