Down Right F’d Up

Another house offer down the fucking tubes. This time because the complex doesn’t allow dogs.  Well middle finger swinging at you strata mongrels. 

Yes I’m a bit drunk right now and I don’t care.  My anxiety is fucking killing me and I needed a break.  Tomorrow I will be all grown up again– right now I don’t give a shit.  

I’m letting my anger and frustrations out on this page.  I really should delete this post, but what fun would that be.  Being the crazy Bitch I am, I’ve already emailed my realtor with my next “perfect place”.   I can only imagine what he thinks of my spastic approach to real estate.  Honestly though, I don’t give a damn darling.  

I need to find a home.  My emotional well being depends on it.  I can live with a temp home as long as I know where I will eventually be.  Words or advice I so appreciate but this is me and this is what I need.  I need a home.

Last sip of wine and now I need to sleep.  Sleep sleep sleep and get up to do it all over again tomorrow.

Sleep tight WP people of the world.  


4 Comments Add yours

  1. nkdwhtguy says:

    I can’t imagine not taking my puppy with me. Yes, F***K them!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Ms. SG41 says:

      My dog is my family. I wouldn’t even consider leaving her.


  2. SeekingGod2 says:

    It will work out. You will soon be hammering in nails in your place, putting up pictures. šŸ™‚

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Ms. SG41 says:

      I hope so because my body can’t take much more of the stress and anxiety. It’s making me sick.

      Liked by 1 person

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