Just when I thought ol' Gypsy Mom was about to settle down - shabam! Dumpsville... population moi.
Ah yes, it has happened again.
And here I am, smack dab in the same exact spot that I was 10 years ago - almost to the day.I'm living with my parents.
Let that one settle in for a second.
31....Living with parents.
Yehaw.
And don't you forget Gypsy Boy - couldn't spare him this little adventure.
But yea, that's what we're up to nowadays.
So the two of us have been living with my parents for just over a week now, sleeping in a twin bed together and begging the house gods to finish our remodel so that we can move.
(The house gods being me and my parents. And I don't seem to respond to begging. Ahem.)
Ex-Guy and I have been together for almost 3 years - living together, the whole she-bang - but week leading to the break felt like the calm before the storm.
I haven't been happy, but I thought it was a rough patch... people go through those, right?
Well... looks like we didn't make it through.So Gypsy Boy and I are off onto the newest stage in our life.
We've always made it through, and I'm sure we will again... off we go!
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Wow. Talk about major transitions. Sounds like you're braving through the storm with strength and determination though. Gypsy Boy is lucky to have you :)
ReplyDeleteBest wishes to you!