My boyfriend's mom let me stay on conditions that I get a job, car, and move out soon. She's real nice. But I couldn't bring my dog. My mother found out I was trying to put her in foster care with a real nice schnauzer rescuer and she flipped out and changed the locks, threw me out, and is just not being helpful. I have not played with or seen my dog for a few weeks. I keep seeing stuffed animals that look like her and I cry every time.

It's nice here. Quiet, somewhat, but not restricting. It's nice to be wanted here. My guinea pig (Gigabyte) and my hamster (Mallow) came with me. They're really happy here, and having the time of their little lives running around, playing, and hamming it up. The only drawbacks are that we're toughing it by working hard seasonal jobs and such, but it's not so hard.

And my boyfriend landed a job, so it's great! I'm close to getting a car soon, and I am so excited. It's a 1994 Camry, I can't afford the best but it's pretty close to it. I also paid off my $1,000+ (well, actually my mother finally paid it) hospital bill that's nearly a year old. Now to pay off my $300 other hospital bill and I'm out of debt.

Now, to enjoy my two days off and do some cleaning. Jon's mom is a self described 'cleaning nazi'. Apparently clean to our standard isn't hers.

Joy.