I just don't think I can live like this any longer ...


David's anger is at an all time high ...


my nerves are shot cause of these fucking rodents ...


selling the place is out of the question ... we would loose too much money ...


I am worried about what David will do and right now I have enough to worry about ...


I just want to move ... I don't even want any of our shit ... I just want to get the fuck out of this house ... I am so sorry we ever bought it and I am starting to blame my parents ... we said no ... we weren't ready to own a place ... and it was too much of a rush to buy this one ... and it was just one big fucking mistake ...


owning a house is supposed to be so wonderful and I feel like we got the end of a shit stick ...


David and I are both cranky ... and tired ... and stressed ... and worried ... and screwed over ... and we are arguing ... I don't want this to be the straw that broke the camel's back ... we have dealt with too much shit to have some fucking bats be the end of us ...


I think I need to go lay down and cry for a while ...