Home at last!

WEll we are finally in the new house and though I am stuck with crappy dial up and tones of laundry it is good to be home and out of the home of the monster-in-law. Things just kept getting worse there and I was glad when we were finally able to move out.

 

WE have been int he new place for a week now and it feels great to not be stuck in one room for fear of pissing someone off. I can happily run through my house screaming how much I hate my mother in law without making her mad. Hell I can watch tv or eat without her trying to start a fight so it's great!

 

I almost thought Iw ould not be able to post to my blog anymore thanks to my dialup being so slow but hopefully thanks to ScribeFire I will be able to start posting to my blog again. Not really sure just what I will say but atleast I know I can do it.

 

So lets home you guys are able to read this. Then again I have no clue if I will recive any comments or be abl to see them haha. Gotta work out all the bugs but I will figure it out

 

See ya ^.^

She won't stop!

I am really getting tired of all of this drama. Every day there is something there to upset me and though I try not to let it get to me it is really not something I can help.

The Monster-In-Law is really getting on my last nerve. She mimicked me yesterday! Like a fucking child and she did it thinking I would not hear her! What's even worse is she mimicked the fact that I was having trouble breathing.

I like next to a cotton field and am quite allergic to whatever the plat gives off this time of year. Couple that with a cold front pushing through it made my asthma act up bad so even trying to clean my stuffy nose caused me to be out of breath.

She decided she would mimic me as she walked down the hall. I am really sick of her crap. There is nothing I can do to make her happy and I am sick of trying. I can not wait until I am from under her thumb because once I know I am safe from getting hit I plan to tear her  new one.

Yes I know I should face her head on but I have two kids and they don't need their mother being seen with a black eye because their grandmother is a bitch.

Hopefully it will all get better soon. Crying yourself to sleep every night is no way to live.

It's really not.

It's something new every day and it's driving me up the wall. I don't cook right I don't clean right, I don't talk or dress right.

We actually had a pretty big fight not long back and she admitted to doing everything she cold to get me to leave. She has never liked that I am with her baby boy. I love my husband and that bitch can hit me with everything she has but she will not get me to leave the man of my dreams. She can just suck it!

Sadly I still find myself trying to make her happy if only to keep the peace. I need to stop being such a good person but I guess it's just the way I was brought up.

I'm done ranting. It makes my head hurt.

Until next time.