Kiwibox’s 3.0 really sucks! I don’t know if I want to stay there. If I did it’d only be because I know so many people there. But it’s like it’s become one giant dating site or something, and of course the site’s all messed up.

My husband is driving me crazy being home all the time since he’s been on unemployment for what’s now been a whole year! I love the guy, we get along really well, we probably haven’t fought in over a decade, but everyone needs space. I feel totally smothered by his constant presence and his getting in the way of my housecleaning and things like that. Trying to live our lives and do our thing in 500 square feet gets to be a bit of a challenge at times. I can’t vacuum when he’s trying to do audio transcriptions, and I always have to work out to the TV when I want music instead! I can play my iPod, but he’s still got the TV going right in front of my face, too. And I’m not a TV person. :(

But I know there won’t be any jobs here for the next year or two, and that we’ll always be broke and living in tiny little dumps no matter how hard we try to get ahead, so I better hope I get used to it soon.

Tom just came into the room and I read him what I wrote about him. He’s laughing, too.

When I got up the living room stunk of oranges, not my favorite thing to smell. He had a cut on his foot and he bled all over the carpet so he cleaned the carpet with this orangey crap. As I told him, though, the carpet’s not ours, so he should’ve just bled all over the landlord’s carpet rather than stunk me out with oranges. Even with peanut butter incense burning I still smell oranges - ugh!

It sure feels good to vent, though. :)