They're Here And I Need A Beer

We met my Aunt halfway between 0rlando and Tallie to pick up K and A Saturday. It wasn't too terribly awkward, thankfully. The night before we picked them up, NYEBoy was having reservations about getting the girls back so soon, maybe we really hadn't given my family enough time to help them. On the way home though, K told us some other things that had been going on at their house that made us feel like we were doing the right thing. Nothing abusive, but rather them treating K left a red-headed step child instead of an adult trying to get her life on track.

Sunday we spent the day removing all of the boxes out of the downstairs bedroom. I'm not really sure where I thought I was going to put all of the boxes, but I started pulling them out and lining them in the living room and hallway. There are still about 15 boxes in the bedroom that we can't find room to put. I wish we had a garage or storage shed.

Monday we had a lot of errands to run. NYEBoy had to check on residency for tuition purposes. We took K to register for school, but after we got home she started talking to us about wanting to go to cosmetology school. We also had to deal with the leasing company from hell about rent. Then, we ran to get a few groceries. After we got home I cooked and we ate dinner. After that, I fell asleep while putting A to bed.

For the first time in my entire life, I am craving a beer. I'll be honest, it scares me. My father is an alcoholic. I'm not sure if it's because I'm stressed out and actually want a beer or if it's because it's just been a long time since I've been able to go out with girlfriends. Whatever it is, I'm craving a cold one!