It's about damn time...

So, I *think* that the GI Bill crap is finally verified and sent through and we should be getting the money, which is probably still going to be too late because a charge I didn't expect quite yet went through and now our account is like $5 short of being able to cover the deposit check for the new apartment. Thankfully we have a small bank and is pretty good about not bouncing checks unless we are extremely short (like the difference is more than we have in our savings), so I am hoping that they will honor the check anyway and just charge us an overdraft fee. This moving stuff is really fucking us up because we hadn't bounced a check in almost a year before all of this drama happened. But what's done is done, can't change anything because G got a letter from the mortgage company today saying that if she didn't pay them $2700 by the 4th the house is going to be foreclosed on. Makes me very happy that it isn't my house in any way, and that we already have moving plans all taken care of.

And, I love my husband. Everything is all better and he is trying so hard. We got to talk and he is just so run down and fed up and ready to be in our own apartment where we can escape the kids. All he wanted was one day a week that he would could just read, or play games, or veg without any responsibilities or commitments. I absolutely think he deserves at least that since he is working and going to school full time, and I wish I could give it to him, but while we live here with three very full time children, it just isn't going to happen. So I promised him one day a week after we move (in about two weeks) and he promised me that while we are still here he will do at least one thing a day to help me out, even if it's just taking out the trash which takes like two minutes. So far he has been awesome about it. I am not naive enough to think that he is just going to change overnight and all of a sudden be Mr Perfect Husband, but I have to have some faith in him, so that's what I am going to do. Crossing my fingers that this time it sticks, at least better than before. :oP I know that after living here with three kids constantly messing up anything and everything they can get their hands on, keeping my own apartment with just me and Adam in it is going to be a PIECE OF CAKE.