I have battled with myself for days over this - distraught, distressed, cried out, tired - and in my best interest and my husband’s I was convinced by him and our remaining supportive family members to do this.
We’re getting kicked out of our only…
Christ Almighty, Tys, I had no idea it was this bad… I’m praying for you so hard, honey. I wish I had more sway with the decisions at work but all I can do is pray! My heart goes out to you. <:[
Everyone, please at least give this good lady’s post a read and signal boost if you have nothing to spare. Her situation is pretty urgent.
Been way too close to this situation for comfort in recent days to not reblog. Just wish I had the means to help beyond signal boosting.
I rolled over to sleep on my stomach this morning and Jersey decided that was an invitation to stretch out and go to sleep on my back. And when I rolled over the fuzzy butt couldn’t even be bothered to move.
So at some point this summer we’ve had a groundhog move in under our deck and its obnoxiously cute and fat. But the minute it starts eating my zucchini and squash before I can get to it all of that ‘adorability’ will be gone. I’ve already got a blueberry thief in the form of one of our chickens, I don’t need another.