The level of anger I have experienced over the past 12 hours is immense.
I got home and went straight to the “liquor cabinet” - the spot on our dresser
- and poured myself a strong one.
On our way to do all of our laundry at once for the small cost of $1O. In part, because we’re out of clean underwear and in part to get out of the house.
After the drink, I’m okay. Calm. Un-angry. After laundry, I will go home and pour myself another one.
Friday is an appointment to go check out an apartment. I looked at the Campbell lofts - the nice ones - but while we can afford it, it’s above our range.
Everything will be juuuuust fiiiiiiiine.
