Well I’ve been here a few weeks now and as usual it’s a stressful mess. Living with the parents is annoying.
Dad randomly decided not to sell the house. We were sitting here having breakfast one morning and he just said “I’ve decided not to sell the house”. No discussion with mother, no input from anyone else. Just he decided. HIs reasoning is correct, they don’t know where they are going. BUT FOR FUCKS SAKE. I could have told you that a year ago! We were sitting here one night and mom was saying TX or WA. Dad was saying GA or TN. They need to at least agree on a fucking STATE first. And they are never going to find a place like this anywhere, no matter how much money they spend.
The other night they had a MASSIVE blow up about not having any towels in the bathroom. Like yelling, screaming, door slamming for nearly an hour. About fucking TOWELS. They can walk 10′ to the fucking laundry room and there’s 100 towels there. Then one day the painters were here and had every door in the house open cause they were painting them. It was a nice day, not too hot and mom decided to turn off the AC while they had the doors open. Again dad had a massive blow up screaming at her about it. This coming from the guy that when we were kids would NEVER turn on the AC until it was like 100F outside.
Lalo hasn’t said a word still. I drove by his work the other day and cried. I haven’t seen him on Grindr, so who knows what his deal is.
I am going back to SF for pride and honestly second guessing it. All my “friends” are too busy to meet up. Charles isn’t interested in catching up. The only people who have made time are Jay & James and Kellie. What am I gonna do with the rest of my time. I said last year that there wasn’t anything left in SF for me. And this again really solidifies that. I dunno why I was hopeful that this time would go better.
Still no updates on boat at all. My broker is really pissing me off. I think he’s a fucking liar. He keeps saying he’s “working” on someone but how long does it take to work on someone to get it sold. I am really wishing I had left it in fucking Charleston now. I sent my 90 days notice to terminate my agreement with them but he hasn’t replied to that. He doesn’t reply to my txt messages half the time. It’s fucking annoying.
I just still have no idea what the fuck I’m doing with my life right now. I just want this boat sold so that I can move forward with SOMETHING. Anything at this point.