Well, another of my bad choices, which I seem to have a lot of, is becoming THE worst choice of all. Or maybe I am just sick and tired of the bullsh!t...
I live with my ex and now that I have a clear picture of him...what the heck was I thinking? Was I that hard up that I would go out with this guy? He's a pig. He's disgusting and he's making me become a germ-a-phobe! I have never seen anything like it. Instead of going into detail...lets just say that his end of the house smells like dog pee and poop. Its so disgusting that I have thought I might just climb in and out of the window just so I don't have to go into that part of the house to get outside. I thought one of those slides the airline uses to have passengers leave the plane when they can't use the extendable hallways they pull up to. You know the slides I am talking about. They look like those huge blow up ones at the carnival. I thought it would be easy on me to get out the window if I had one of those. I had to scratch that idea because my window is only three feet off the ground AND how would I get back in once I was out? Then I thought just make something to step on and step back in when I wanted to. I had to scratch that idea as well. How am I going to get a 115 pound dog to come out the window when I can't even get her into the tub for a bath? OK...so...I have to suck it up and walk through the stinky house. And this guy does not smell a thing. HUH? Can't smell it? Well I guess he got used to it and now the smell doesn't bother him. But still...EWWW!
I have decided how I can deal with this stinky problem...I am moving to OHIO! As soon as my books start making money I am gone baby gone! I need my own place where I am not afraid to touch anything in the kitchen because its so disgustingly filthy. You might say...so clean it yourself...well I did. I cleaned it and bleached it and had it sparkling! He came home and it took him all of 10 minutes to mess it up. I cleaned it again when it got to a point where I couldn't stand it anymore and sure enough he messed it up AGAIN!!!! SO!!! No more cleaning up after someone who just doesn't care if he lives in filth! I decided to get out for good. I will pack up and leave and I'm not telling anyone where I live. They might follow me again and I am too old to try and run away after this. I ran away before and my ex followed me and then my son and two of his kids and then his oldest came a year after he did. The only good thing that came out of all this...my oldest grandson lives with me now. He's 17 and as soon as he turns 18 he is going back home. He wants gone as much as I do. So we are going to run away together and he is going to his home state and I am going to a new state where no one knows me. I have a friend(sister) who I have never met face to face and her and I have been planning this move for a few months now. I can't wait to get out of here. I will have my own place again. Something I haven't had since 2007 and believe me this is getting old real fast.
I guess you could say I was on a countdown. I just have to work my butt off writing and when the money comes...adios---see ya---bye bye! I'm going into hiding and even if they torture me I will never tell them where I am.
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