I have a week off from school. I was excited to spend some uninterrupted time with my little man. I was planning on cleaning the house, so that tomorrow when my lovely friend Erika and her gorgeous children stop by on their way back to Louisiana, we could hang out in a clean house. So many possibilities for our day. So much stress-free time. But no. Because M’s mother took tomorrow off from work and is off until I go back to school on Wednesday. SERIOUSLY?!

This woman is the bain of my existence. Now I don’t know where to meet Erika, because I am not going to bring her here with the embarrassing, obnoxious, disgusting woman that I live with. And while M works every single day from now until Wednesday, Elliott and I will be confined to his tiny room. It is too hot to do anything, we won’t have a car to go anywhere, and god forbid she ever gets up and does anything. M just sees it as an annoyance, because he gets to be away from her the entire time, but if he was home, he would be flipping out. It pains me that this is my life right now. The fact that I don’t have a place to call home. The fact that I am confined to a room every night of my life. I’m beyond fed up with it. And the lines are so blurred that I don’t even know when I should walk away. I do know that I should have gone a long time ago…