I'm feeling better today. Having problems with my central air unit. But the entire house seems to be falling apart around me. I've been saying the resentment prayer for hubby ever since he left LA, but I've been cursing him all weekend. Saying things like," I hope he gets what he deserves." Things like that. It just makes me so angry that he sat on his ass for so long, not working or supporting us, and not fixing up the house. He always said how much he loved the house. Apparently not enough to get off his ass and do something about it. I can't wait for Aug. 14 when I go to Legal Aide. I've made up my mind. I'm going to apply for housing in town. I pray for a place where I can bring my dog. I'm not living anywhere that I can't have him with me. OMG, I can't believe I'm going to say this. I'd rather live with my mom again if it means keeping my dog. I can't keep Rocky inside the house with me. Her boyfriend and her don't like dogs in the house. She's got a utility room right outside he stays in when we are there. That could also give me a chance to save some money. That would be all the money I'm spending right now on utilities and mortgage to support this house. I don't know. I know that things have got to change. And, God willing, change for the better. I feel myself get a little stronger every day.