Sept 09 – Dec 09
On September 19th I found out I was pregnant. And the rest of the year kind of blew by. These last few months have been stressful to say the least.
It seems to me Brian is trying to work on our marriage, we just need to start “dating” again which is just hard in general with as busy as life has been.
Halloween came and went, Kaylee seemed to have fun.
Then my mom hurt her back pretty bad just before Thanksgiving so instead of going to Arizona we stayed home and I cooked most of the meal. It was pretty good.
Soon after we found out that my step-dad was being let go from his job. Bastard company. Anyhow then my mom found out there was another issue on top of her back so things just got really stressful, especially since I was feeling like shit from being pregnant.
Christmas came and went and the new year is almost here. I can’t wait for the New Year. I hope it’s better than this year has been. I can say this truly has been the worst year I’ve ever been through.
May 09 – August 09
These four months were pretty boring if you ask me. Nothing much happened. Kaylee turned three on June 5th and I turned 27 on August 6.
We did go camping up in Mammoth for a week in July. It was an experience to say the least. It went well after the first day or so. I’m never doing a week though again in Mammoth, that’s for sure.
We also managed to go to Disneyland twice, once in June and once in August. Kaylee loves Disneyland. Especially the princesses.
Other than that, nothing much happened.
Oh yeah I wanted to write this is where I saw the deterioration of any and all friendships I had before Brian asked for Divorce. I don’t know why, it may have partly been me, or just the situation, but it seems most people either just drifted away or completely avoided me. I don’t know why, and this isn’t written to get people to “contact” me or feel guilty or whatever, but it’s just something I noticed.
Jan 09 – April 09
I have decided to do a year in review series. Since this year has been the worse by far, I figure why not write it out and hope next year is better. We’ll see. Here’s part one, Jan. – April.
In January Brian and I did what we normally do, our taxes and found out we owed a lot of money, half of what would have been our down payment on a home. So we ended our house search and gave in to the fact that we were paying a crap load of money out to the government, money we had used to help pay off debt the previous year. Ain’t it great, when you’re in need, you can’t even cash in on the money you have without being slammed with a huge tax bill, which was about the same amount as our debt we paid off. It was crap in my opinion.
So we decided that we’d just have to move. Well I pestered Brian into moving. I was done with the apartment. It was too small, I didn’t like the complex in general, I was just tired of living in an apartment. So we started keeping an eye out for places to move.
February was uneventful, I don’t remember much from this time at all.
March we picked up our search for a house a bit more, found one on the East side of Simi and put a hold on it. Moved in at the end of March. The day of the move the moving company purposely sent people who spoke little to no English so there was a lot of nodding and so forth and very little understanding. We told them to not pack anything, that we had packed everything we wanted. Instead they packed everything they could and then tried to charge us over 1K for it. They held our stuff hostage until we threatened to call the police. Apparently Brian had signed a blank contract, which we wrote a nasty letter to the guys about. After hours of fighting and threatening the truck was unpacked and we paid out like 900, which was 500 more than we were quoted for the move. So keep this in mind people, LA Movers or anyone who is not the company (but contracts out with others) is a scam. Don’t use them. There is a great guy in TO, I forget his name at this moment, but he runs a great moving company, for reasonable rates. We should have gone with him.
Apparently this is when Brian started to have his “issues” and I spent exactly 3 weeks living in the house before Brian asked for a divorce. During those three weeks, we painted Kaylee’s room and put together her new bed and she had a beautiful room. She slept in it for 3 weeks. She still asks about that stupid room, when she’s going to be able to go back to it. She asks if we can get the people who live there now to move out so we can go back. This stuff you know I’m supposed to move on about but it makes me so damn angry. I could care less that I lived there less than a month, but to do that to Kaylee. That’s just plain wrong. And I’ll have to move on someday about it, but right now it still makes me angry.
She loved that place for whatever reason. It was a death trap. The stove didn’t work properly, the door was broken and the property management company didn’t care at all about that. But Kaylee loved it.
The last week of April Brian asked for a divorce and I moved to my Mom’s house. So that’s that for the first four months of the year. Great start, eh?