SO I moved out of may parents house because SURPRISE my dad is still awful. I moved myself and my daughter to an apartment an hour away. She'll be two years old on saturday and is a hell child. I love her to pieces but she's a goblin. I'm still furnishing and building furniture and since the daycares are still closed, I'll be slow to update.

But HEY, I'm here, I'm happier and hopefully my daughter will chill out a bit over the next year.