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One Hundred Thirty Pounds Ago,

I shed my shell and Got My Wings!

Friday, September 09, 2005

Ruben Says.....

So, Ruben tells me that he doesn't read my blog anymore because our life sounds like a soap-opera. Is it un-normal of me to only really feel the urge to write when something goes wrong? When everything is great, I'm happy and have no problem showing it or telling it to the world verbally. When things are not-so great, I have a hard time verbally expressing my self and instead, choose to write. So that's when everybody gets to read about my problems. I guess I should take the time to right happy things more often...

So, today there is more soap-opera drama in my life. This week we got wonderful news that Ruben's cancer is still in remission (after having a scare that it was back). The very next day we got news that our land-lord is going to sell our home. We've gotta find another place to live...soon! The landlord called one day and said, "I want my realtor to come by tomorrow, is that too soon?" I was shocked. We love our home. We've been there three years and have really made it a part of us. We love our neighborhood. And in just a few more weeks my home, school, and work will all be within a 2 mile circle of each other. Aside from that though, we can't afford anything anywhere else. Neither of us have great credit, and right now we have roommates that help with rent and bills. We can't afford to live somewhere on our own, but no one will rent to two couples with crapy credit. And, we have to think about Hector. If we get into an apartment, he won't have a yard at all anymore. No animal should not have a yard, but I just can't give Hector up.

Got My Wings at 2:23 PM

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