Priscilla K
New member
Sooo I got terminated on the 11th. Long story short, I screwed up big time. Because William won't get a job (always has excuses), his mother asked us to move in with her. I've been putting out applications like crazy and I'm about halfway through the application process with the state. I'm also looking at various call centers, selling phones, and casinos. No banks though.
There's a good chance William and I will be getting a divorce within the year. We fight constantly, and I've come to realize that we were never meant to be forever. We've both done some truly shitty things to each other, and I really don't think either one of us can move past it. I hold grudges for years, and William can't let go.
On the bright side, Sorsha is growing by leaps and bounds. She's utterly fearless (except in regards to bugs and ghosts), will only eat vegetables if we tell her it's a monster body part, can count to 20 by herself, she'll sing along to most of the theme songs on Nickleodeon, and can carry on a full conversation for a good twenty minutes or more. She has two Undertaker dolls (action figures, to the boys) that she has renamed Soccer Ball. We don't know why. She loves pretending to be a zombie and will chase us around the house yelling "Rawwrrrr!!! Ombies!! Braiiinnnsss!!"
There's a good chance William and I will be getting a divorce within the year. We fight constantly, and I've come to realize that we were never meant to be forever. We've both done some truly shitty things to each other, and I really don't think either one of us can move past it. I hold grudges for years, and William can't let go.
On the bright side, Sorsha is growing by leaps and bounds. She's utterly fearless (except in regards to bugs and ghosts), will only eat vegetables if we tell her it's a monster body part, can count to 20 by herself, she'll sing along to most of the theme songs on Nickleodeon, and can carry on a full conversation for a good twenty minutes or more. She has two Undertaker dolls (action figures, to the boys) that she has renamed Soccer Ball. We don't know why. She loves pretending to be a zombie and will chase us around the house yelling "Rawwrrrr!!! Ombies!! Braiiinnnsss!!"