They are coming...

So my Mom and sisters are on their way. They will probably make it to the house before I get home from work which is ok, I actually am going to run around and take some photos. I'm a scrapper and I think this is important. I've done a layout in the past that helped me deal with something really hard, I think some more of that type of stuff is long overdue... and I have some ideas about things to do with all this energy. I need to remember always that vitamin B-12 can be your friend. LOL.

I'm nervous about my mom seeing the house, but I feel like it's cool and they'll help me go to the goodwill and paint LOL and help me with the curtain situation upstairs LOL.

I don't know. I'm so happy they are coming. I'm nervous about what they'll think about how I've been living. The downstairs really isn't terrible, I just don't have anywhere to move things back upstairs... that's the problem :)

I don't really live upstairs and never have. It has always been his space... his kingdom. I was allowed to bathe and sleep there.

It's hard and really awkward to explain, I mean it's supposed to be my house too.

Whatever.

I had this same problem in my first place after college.

I was used to living in half a room.

It was hard to get used to more space.

I'll get there ;)