Vomit of the mouth.

I'm pretty sure this blog will be all over the place. I find it difficult to do much of anything when I have this guyasking me for just a little bit more than everything. He gets bored and chases the cats, pulls their tails, and violently "pets" them and I get a bit flustered. It's tough raising a child I must say. I don't know how people can have more than 1. Maybe I could do it if I was closer to my family, who knows. I guess that brings me to my next subject...the possibility of moving earlier than planned. Nick's task has ended and they threw him on board another one, however, they're not sure they can keep him. The lady told him he made too much money for the job and told him not to worry, they would find another task for him. Hmm...not to worry?!? Is she insane? That's all Nick's being doing. Me, I'm down to move. I'm a bit over South Carolina and ready to move closer to home.

Before taking the position he has now, Nick was getting offers from all over the place. Some of them were even begging him...I hope I have that after I graduate ;-) Anyway, I'm not nervous surprisingly. I think it could be fun.

I haven't had my car for the past 2 weeks because Nick's is out of service again. It should be up and running by this weekend, hopefully. He's lucky he's able to fix his car on his own for the most part, saves us money...and keeps him alive ;-) I feel like I'm stranded most days. I know I can walk places, but it seems pointless when I have no mula to spend. Pieter and I just stay within the walls of this apartment complex all day. I take him out for 30 minutes here and there to get fresh air and to let him run like hell. This morning we took the trash out and brought the wild black cats some food. They weren't showing face so we walked to the soda machine, came back and all the food was fucking gone with no cats in sight. Pieter always asks if we can bring them home. He says, "they're not sick mommy! We can have 3 cats, it's ok." Pieter's like a mini me for sure. I used to go to the SPCA in Monterey every weekend to pet all the animals. I tried to bring a few people with me but most found it too upsetting to ever return.

God, it's taken me 2 days to write this. I just finished making Pieter a grilled cheese sandwich. It took everything in me to not eat half of it before it reached the table. I'm on a mission to lose 30 pounds. I want to be happy with me again.