Something I haven’t included in this blog and most people would have is that me and my fiance bought a house…
almost 2 months ago…

This is big news right?
I should super super excited right?

She’s 111 years old and still has her figure. It’s not fair I know, the bitch.

Plus I have a craft room for the first time ever in my whole life. We just moved in last week, so it’s still a mess and full of boxes, so those pictures to come soon.
But needless to say my yarn is all in the same room for the first time in years.

But the moving process has been stressful to say the least.
I know, moving is almost always is stressful, but I’m really afraid things have been permanently stressed.
On my relationship with my fiance mainly.

A parent already has a fair amount of stress to deal with, a single one even more so. Now add a trying to coach their partner through being a parent. A kid with multiple prescriptions, and problems keeping up at school.  My tiny tiny wages keeping me from really contributing financially.  Etc, etc…

So I wanted to be overjoyed about the house, but very slowly things have been adding up and adding up.
And what may have been tiny things turn into bigger things.
Now in my mind so much about this house is associated with with those things.
And it’s been near impossible to be really happy about it all.
So I haven’t said anything, because if I can’t say anything nice- specially about my own home,
well should I say anything at all?