So...my house is mine again. I think this is best for everybody involved. The past week has been...better, in some ways, but I'm not exactly proud of myself for how I've acted, even still. Well, my ACTIONS were fine- 'twas my troublesome brain that was the issue. At any rate, it's over now, and I think that God has been trying to learn me some things with all of it. Will I listen? Hmm...that's always the question, isn't it?
On a totally unrelated note (thank goodness, right?), I think I'm going to start kick-boxing with Jillian Michaels. I suspect this will hurt. However, due to a lack of outside time and gardening...well, let's just say, desperate times call for desperate measures, and also, I have this sweater I want to wear for Thanksgiving and it currently doesn't fit quite like it used to.
Here's to new beginnings...and kicking my own butt...and um...other stuff. Yep.