I knew this would eventually happen. We have to move. The landlords want the place for their eldest daughter who is now threatening to leave home. My beautiful place of isolation and solace is being taken from my hands.
Now we desperately scramble for somewhere in town so we don’t have to pull Colt from his school and the amazing people he has here.
Dayne instantly goes to the worst case scenario. He says we can’t afford even 100$ more in rent. We have to move back to the city into the worst, poorest area to be able to afford to live. It’s not true but I just told him that the second he makes us do that I’m quitting my job and living on disability. Done. I’m not breaking myself for an even crappier life than I already have.
FUCK!!! Went from an awesome day to one that is even worse than usual.