Scared...

Ok today is a not so good day. (I have those now and then.) I am officially scared of the future. M no kidding wants me out. I talked to him yesterday about me just staying here and he says no. He really wants me to get on with my life. (Or so he says.)

I did some checking on the good ole internet and discovered that, wait for it, low and behold, I could only qualify for about 50K. Yeah, umm, for that I can rent a tent in someone's back yard. FML!!

So here I am thinking that, Hey I can handle this, I got this! OHH NOOO I DON'T!!! What the hell was I thinking, there is no way I can do this. There isn't. I can't make this work. I can't even find a decent rental for less than 900 a month. And for that I have to leave the furkids here. I can't live without my babies. Chance is momma's baby dog!! (I tell him this daily!)

I really don't want to ask my mom and dad to cosign for me. I am supposed to be an adult. Adults don't do that. They are supposed to have everything under control. Which, if you haven't noticed, I don't.

I guess I will just have to trust that if I work hard, everything will work itself out. Someone remind me of this daily please.