We are moving in 5 days, so I’m packing.  Packing, packing, packing.  If you’ve seen pictures of this place or watched my vlogs about it, you know I love it… We did not want to leave.  Our landlord was one of those scumsuckers you may have heard/read about in the news - he was in forclosure and didn’t tell us… and when we figured it out (uh, I got served!) he denied it and said he’d worked out an agreement… We now know the mortgage hadn’t been paid since last September - 2 months BEFORE we moved in!

So we found a nice big house the next town over… It’ll be great, there’s an even better tub in the master bathroom and more bedrooms, a nice yard for Kyla to play in, a huge deck instead of this mini-porch we had here… so it’ll be good.

My boyfriend severely injured his hand yesterday.  He was going to meet up with a friend at the boat yard where one of his old ski boats has been sitting for a while, and his friend cancelled at the last minute… but told him to go ahead and jump the fence so he could check on the condition of the boat and see what needed to be done to repair it (so we can sell it)… So he went to hop the chain linked fence, slipped, grabbed the top of the fence, and tore the skin right off his hand!!  He is in a lot of pain, but rather than sitting on his arse all day (which is what I would be doing) drugged up on painkillers, he’s skipping the drugs and took Kyla to the pool so I can get some packing done.  What a trooper!

Pictures coming soon.