He's at his home. I'm at my home. I'm so glad he's back. Not so much to fix us because that is not what I want. I'm glad he's home because I can stop running. I can stop doing. I can stop putting miles on my truck. I can finally not worry about the furkids.
He's upset because his house is not finished. The dog ate his couch n I didn't clean it up. I'm not there. Oh well. I'm tired. I'm in pain from this surgery on the 5th n I need to recover without people needing me to do for them. I also would like to make something clear... I did not go over to that house for him. I went for the dogs. I raised them from puppies and they did not ask to be put in a dire situation. I stepped up for them even though it was on one foot. If I had my own house, I'd of just brought them home with me.
I put over 1k miles on my truck in the last month to care for these dogs. I did not spend 1 red cent from my acct to do it. I made him pay for it. Im just glad its over.
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