Nfld.... Here I Go

I have exactly one week left in my little log home. When I think about that I want to freak out completely. I am beginning to get panicky about all that is left to do... meanwhile I am trying to scrounge up enough money to move our stuff to Nfld... That financial hit that I took earlier in the week is really causing problems. Then on top of it all Sir Arsewipe decided that he was going to look into buying out my half of the house that mom and dad live in. Off he went to the bank yesterday to look at how the financing was going to go. So when he got back I asked him how it went and he talks to me like I am the bitch supreme. I am so sick of this. I asked to speak with him in the upstairs so that the Daughters wouldn't hear what we had to say and after I explained to him that we were trying to run two houses on one income and that he was throwing me and the girls to the dogs I asked him if he realized exactly what he was doing... no remorse whatsoever in that face and then stupid here asked him how he was able to live with himself... off went the fireworks!! Suffice it to say that the feelings right now are as overwhelming as they can possible be.... and not in a good sense. I know he hates my guts and I am as close to hating that f--ker too. (Sorry in-laws.)  I really don't know how he can live with himself. He just doesn't give two figs as long as he has got the chit. I was reading through his disgusting love letters and found where he was talking about going camping and how they were best friends and everything was going to be fine and that was back while I was at the Blueberry. He left my girls at home sleeping in bed and took off early one morning while I was away so that he could make breakfast for her and be together while they ate. That b--ch has him so wrapped around her finger that he doesn't even care about the girls. The Daughters are not stupid... they don't talk about it much but they know that he is blowing them off. Why is he doing this?  I just can't figure out how a person can blow off the people who love him the most. Just like that we are no longer important to him. I have been wishing really horrible things and so I went to the shed for an hour to do some physical labour in order to work off some of my anger... but it didn't help.

So I will focus on something else instead. Here are some pics of my house... the one that I am now officially buying. I finally feel like I can post some pics...

My Square box house!

The view from my deck. Gotta love that!

My nearest neighbour...

The back and the entryway to the house with the deck on the far side.

Foyer

 

Living room through the french doors.

Living room from the other direction.

Dining room

Obviously this is the kitchen.

Upstairs landing...

Master Bedroom

Second Bedroom

Third Bedroom

So that's it folks... this will be my new house if all things go right.....

I need to get away from here in the worst kind of a way. So I can't think of a better home to have in a better place.