Operation New Home: Phase One Complete

[~Daisy~]

We are moved in to the apartment. I can't even begin to tell you all how tired and cranky I am. I'm glad to be settled, though surrounded by boxes, but my room is super organized.

[Sandy Eggo]

How long are you there?

[Sunny]

How are the boys doing with the transition?

[~Daisy~]

Everyone seems to be doing okay. Surprisingly we're all feeling pretty good about this. A lot of pressure is off for now; the septic at the house seems to be acting up--no longer my problem. This apartment has places to PUT things.  There was no way to organize anything at the old house. My closet is organized by style and season, thanks to the shelving system in it. My old closet was just a bar and nothing ever was in any order, and it was overstuffed. I have gotten rid of 75% of my clothes, and I'm paring down on other stuff we don't use, too. It feels pretty good.

The only thing that is bugging me is that Aaron's brother is staying with us--AGAIN--for a week, then going on the truck with Aaron. There is a lot of history here; he's a troubled kid who came to live with us couple years ago when he was on the verge of getting in trouble (not drugs or anything, just the wearing black and walking around the city all night kind of thing) and his parents couldn't seem to do anything. Their parents aren't the greatest parents on earth. Their dad is cool, but a pushover where their mom is concerned, and this has greatly affected their adolescence and young adulthood. Because Aaron has managed to emerge from their craziness a successful man, the decision was made to send his brother to spend time in Aaron Bootcamp. He stayed a couple months and went back. He's changed a lot, but he's still difficult to live with. He wanders around, will show up behind you when you don't know he's there because he lurks in shadows. He doesn't mean harm; he just doesn't know what to do, so his way of relieving boredom is standing around. I know this sounds so bizarre...Anyway, my biggest issue is that I opened my bathroom cabinet yesterday morning to find his porn dumped on top of my makeup bag. GROSS! I do not want someone's porn stashed on stuff I put on my face, especially someone who is not my husband! Then I found another beneath the towels when I was putting fresh towels away (because yes, in the 2 full days here, all but one towel has been used, and I have a lot of towels...) I also cringe at the thought of semen belonging to someone other than my husband in my shower, hitting my shower curtain--you can tell this bugs me by how much I've considered this. EWW. So Aaron gets to have the job today of talking to his brother about this. He agreed it was pretty gross for something like that to be sitting on my facial stuff, and he cringed when I said he must be jerking off in the shower because he'd been in there a LONG time.

Aaron is home until Friday. It's pretty bad when I'm wishing Friday to hurry up, not because I want Aaron to leave, but because I can't wait until his brother is out of here!