I have to drive my brother to Concord. Why? I have no fucking clue. I leave momentarily.
I just got word that someone made an offer on our house (we’re selling the house in case you didn’t know). Full price. But they want to close by mid-July. That really fucks with my time table. So, I pretty much have until mid-July to both have a job AND be out of my parents house… unless of course I want to live on their couch. This isn’t going to be a fun summer. I need to bitch and complain some more… cause that’ll make things better, right?