Waiting is the hardest part.
Six months from now, I’d like to look back on this period of my life, and know that the effort put in, was worth it.
I can’t quit.
It never goes as smoothly as I want, but I keep having faith that this house application stuff is just part of the process.
I need to clean up my credit, and I hope to buy my own house in five years. It’s ridiculous how irresponsible I’ve been in all regards, and I could kick myself for being so stupid with my finances.
All I can do is wait now, and hope my good rental history, speaks for itself.
It’ll be nice to get away from this neighborhood, and make a new life with T, in a better location.
Right now T and I are saving money, staying sober, and waiting.
We are doing the right things.
Hopefully day 113 will end up in a positive light, and with good news.
That’s all in my world.
Trying to live, while still dealing with the residual fallout of bad choice-making.
I’m trying to love myself in the process…
It’s a bit difficult for me today…considering.
J.Rounds (c)2017 ~Peaces of ME