I feel a little like a fish in a fishbowl. Everyone is stopping to stare as they go by. I don't understand why though. Our life is not that interesting. Believe me.
I have people calling me everyday asking me how things are going, what's new, and how the house is coming. I almost want to say," It's the same as it was yesterday." Exciting, I know. And then we get the people who are blunt and say, "You're still here? When are you moving?". We want to move! You have no idea how badly. We have neighbors that are watching our front yard like hawks. They notice how long it's been since we've mowed and they definitley let us know how irritated they are that we haven't kept it up.
I feel stuck. I can't pack. The progress on the house has slowed to a screeching halt, and I have no money to get out and do things. I sit at home in my wreck of a house and stare at it for a few hours thinking about how I don't want to be here anymore. My life is chaos and I'm not happy about it. I have the same routine every day and it's really boring.
I wish I could just go to Sam's Club and stock up on everything, bring it home, and actually have a place to store it. Right now everything is out in the open where you can trip on it, kick it out of the way, or simply ignore after 2 weeks of seeing it. It's unsettling. I have never lived like this in my entire life and it's getting on my nerves. I miss the cleanliness and order of a well put together house. I can't wait for that.
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