I Hate This House

Dangit, no cosmic sans font! Oh well. Nothing ever goes my way, so... Ok, I'm starting this blog so that I can basically vent. I'll be saying some cruel and ugly things here, some truthful hurtful stuff so if you're not into that you might as well not read. However, I do have some good things to write about, mainly my son and my dogs and such. I'm an animal lover but my one true animal love is horses, which I do not get to own. That is why I have called this blogging thing Dead Dreams, because after years and years of dreaming about having horses, it appears that I will truly never have one of my own. So, on with the show. First off the hubby and I have just split up again. He had to move out this time because I told him that I would not move out again. If he can not straighten up and fly right and be a decent husband and most importantly a decent daddy, he's got to go. So, it's been over a week now and I haven't heard from him. What a relief. He still has to come get his crap though. He doesn't even call to talk to his son. What a loser a-hole! My man hating days are only getting more intense. They basically suck. SELFISH! Hateful, lazy, stupid and selfish. I bet God is rolling over in his... cloud? Anyway, I'll never have another one. I'd rather have another dog! So, the reason this house sucks is because of the kitchen. It's about the size of a coffin and sometimes I feel like I'm dying in it. There are no normal human cabinets to speak of. I think this house was built in 1938? I can't remember what's on the appraiser's website. Anyway, whatever idiot built it, and has spent a little money on remodeling etc is an idiot. The least they could do is ask the woman of the house "What would YOU like? " But, no, all men are stupid and selfish.