Fuck, I'm so tired of all this moving around.

Life is pretty fucking crazy. I went from restless college student/single mom, to European romance/ending oh-so-quickly, to live aboard boat dweller temporarily till I thought I settled into my house in Venice. Only to discover it is rotting away with toxic black mold.

Here we go again.

Back to restless single mom living in the country....

Half time in Austin, half time in the country??? Why not?? My daughter is with her pops half time. Why not be with my man half time? Can I afford it? That is the real question. With the state of affairs at work, most likely, not.

I SO want to say FUCK IT ALL. Or where I come from: FUCK ALL YA'LL.

I'd move to Austin with the finest man I have ever met and bring my daughter with me if they'd let me. But that would be selfish for her. Right? She needs her dad.

Sigh....

No wonder I am so restless. Even I want to settle down and can't find the place to do it. Would someone just marry me and knock me up? That seemed to work before. If only he'd been prepared for the responsibility.

Arggghhh.