Families: Frustrating, helpful, irritating, life saving, un-welcoming, welcoming -- and this is just my parents.
Being homeless (in the sense of no home to call home) was going fairly smoothly until today. Suddenly and out of now where, we were asked to leave. Kermit was just getting settled into the last place of residence and now it's time to pick up and move again. When in less than 5 weeks, it will be time to move into the new place of the Benson's. Shipped around like unwanted merchandise. Oh, and to top it all of Hopper is also un-welcome (has been from the get go).
How can they be so inviting one minute and the next it's time for us to move on?
Todd, wonderful man, has been doing everything to get the house done on time and under budget (including every hassle imanginable) and now this.
I might start looking for a new family, do they sell them at Target??
** Edited to note: This all worked out and it was fine, but the day this happened I started this blog becuase I needed a place to vent with no talking back. I didn't want to hear anyone's opinion on this particular situation, unless your opinion was the same as mine. This was already 3 years ago. Needless to say, we are all over it. (15Aug09)