So the past month has been complete and utter stress. If it's not one thing it’s another. Our real estate agent said that buying a home is as stressful as going through a divorce. And I will admit that I stated that when I get this house I am divorcing Todd. Of course I don't mean it.. but that’s how tight this thing has me wound up. I never in a million years would have thought that money would be the strain on my marriage. We never get in fights, we make more than we spend and somehow 3 old $400 ghosts in Todd's closet about made me go mad! I will just be happy when things settle down. We are due to close on the townhome this week. We are just in a race to get the $6,000.00 down payment money from Utah. As of today there are only 187 left.
The reason I say cynical is everyone around me seems so happy –go- lucky. I am in my own inner hell. Not only do I have things to be happy for and about my mind just can't seem to grasp them. Apparently the bad outweighs the good in my horrid mind.
I just feel bad for my husband. I keep taking it all out on him, yes a lot of our financial issues were his 'fault' but some part of me can't seem to drop it. Medication needed? I am beginning to think so! Hopefully we will get this house thing figured out before I completely unravel!
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