Lead on, oh Kinky Turtle

anedumacation:

So things have finally come to a head here, and Shae and myself might very possibly need to find another place to live, for the next twelve days. Twelve days, because that’s how long my mother is going to be living in this house, before she leaves for India.

I have a car, money isn’t an issue, food isn’t an issue, we can pay for our own shit. We’re clean, we’re respectful, we can cook, we can babysit if you need us to, and we’ll be out of the house most of the time, because we both have jobs. 

We just need to have some place to crash at nights and when we’re not working.

This is a maybe-situation. Maybe we can work things out so that we don’t have to leave, but in the event that we do, it would be nice to have a few back-up places in mind so that we’re not stuck sleeping in my car. I’m hitting up my friends who live in the area as well, but there’s no guarantee they’ll have the room. Just trying to maximize our options, here. 

Anyone who has followed me for a while knows exactly how out of control my mom is, and shit’s just getting worse. Tonight was fucking traumatic, and I don’t really want to talk too much about the details. Let’s just say: not living here for a while would be a very, very good idea. 

We both work in the greater Hartford area, so if you live within an hour of us, and you have a spare room or a pull-out couch, that would be just grand. (The New Haven area and western Massachusetts are game as well.)

Thanks for your time. 

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