Day whatever it is.....

Here's our room....isn't it a palace??? NOT! But....I have to learn to live with the fact that it's my home for another two + months. I finally found something to make it smell half way liveable too....positive note.

Visited the MIL and had to be lectured about all our pets, how to move, what to move, when to move...you name it, she lectured on it. I give concessions that this is what Mom's do. Lecture. I have bene guilty of that myself with my own kids.....but they are 47 years old. Lunch was good.....and thank goodness I took my knitting.....

I am SCARED TO DEATH to be here alone. It's for more reasons than just my safety. (being in the ghetto and all) It's the simple fact of just being here alone in this room day in and day out....nothing to do, no one to do anything with, no money if I had something to do.....and no Walter. Is this a self imposed punishment for myself. We've made so many mistakes in the past, and since moving here we have really made every effort to be straight, pay our bills, and be good people. What went wrong?

It's back to work tomorrow.....learning more and starting a new month.....