Moving out

It was going to happen sooner or later, but we (my mom and I) are moving out from her boyfriend’s house on Tuesday. Tomorrow will be our last night here.

I don’t have much to say, there’s an obvious reason WHY we’re moving out, so I am not too worried about that. Finding a new place in such a short notice is going to be a problem, as far as I know, we don’t have a place to stay yet. I am also worried about my dad. He’s going to have a fit when he finds out that we’re moving again. He wanted me to stay in one place in my grade twelve year and focus on school… looks like that’s out the window now. I am worried about how I’m going to adjust to moving from place to place… just a bit worried about my work habits.

I am glad we’re moving out, the relationship between my mom and her boyfriend hasn’t been working out right now. In short, he’s an asshole. My mom is still suffering and feels stupid for falling for him, while he’s being an arrogant asshole and is talking about how he’s going to take her to court. Nothing will happen though, there is nothing he can sue about.

Max, our dog, will be staying with Frank. Technically he’s the family dog, but Frank did buy him, so it’s only fair that he stays. I am going to miss Max. He came into the family during turmoil, I knew that getting attached to him will eventually lead to this situation, and it did. I can’t really look at him right now without tearing up inside. I wonder if I can hold myself together when I walk out of the house for the last time.



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