Found yet another bug. Rob is ticked at me becuase I scream and wake him up. And since I was the one who picked the apartment it's my fault. I let my delusions of granduer, my first apartment, cloud my judgement. I was blinded by the giant windows and overlooked the dirt as something that could be cleaned. And it was, and the place is beautiful, but aparently the dirt should have told me something. And so he is mad at me for picking the place, rushing into it without having someone look at it, and then crying about it. In fact, we got into a huge spat becuase I wanted to take Grissom and go home tonight, after finding the bug. Basically, his attitude is this is my fault and so I should deal. Which is not the attitude I need him to take right now, regardless of how right he is. He thinks I should sever the lease and just move out. I don't think I can legally do that, aside from which, where would I go? He is moving back into school next year, but I am supposed to commute. Grrr... I am so frustrated, so upset and can't stop crying. I'm so ticked at myself for putting myself into this situation and have no clue how to get out of it. I don't think I can express how much I hate bugs. I have nightmares, I can't sleep, and UGH. I seriously don't know what to do... about the bugs, about the apartment, about any of it.
Sorry, I just needed a shoulder to cry on.
Sorry, I just needed a shoulder to cry on.