Yesterday after work my mom was telling me about the nice house she cleared the mold from. Wow, it sounded awesome. Two living rooms. 4 bath. She wasn't sure how many rooms, but more than 4. Wooden floors. I think, wow, I wish I could have half that. *there is more* I mean, my house sucks royally. So bad I'm literaly ashamed when people come in here. Especially for the first time. We have the couch with cotton coming out. THe tv that constanly turns red and you have to go back there and move some stuff in the back so the color will be clear. We have Aluminum Foil on the windows. My big brothers room don't have a door, but a curtain. The bathroom doesn't have a bath tub. Just a square where you can shower. My room is directly connected to my big brothers room and my sister's room. *no hallway,they use my room to go through* Also, my bed falls down constanly. The boxspring is held up by metal things. What else, the house filled with moldy corners. The backyard, only has rocks. Even the area, has field with trash in it. *wish I had a camera so I could show you what I mean* *sigh* Like I've said before, I CAN'T WAIT TO MOVE!!!
Man, even typing about it gets me all wound up. There's more too. *like all the holes in the wall* Sometimes I feel like screaming," THIS AIN'T FAIR" Piece of crap place. Stupid owners promise the world, yet, nothing ever gets fixed. Like they still haven't put doors on the garage. Grrrahhh I'm getting off now and taking a long shower. BYE!
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hi tino!
i can relate to some of your frustration. i grew up poor in some respects - yet somehow had enough.
we lived in an old farmhouse without any indoor plumbing for over a year. this meant no shower, and we bathed in an old washtub.
things were rough -- our animals lived better and ate better than we did!
hang in there.... if it helps any, i was always frustrated about how things looked, so i saved up a tiny bit of cash and painted my bedroom (my parents did own the place) and i bought a nice new blankie for my bed and I always kept my room neat and very clean.
there is no doubt in my mind the reason i am such a minimalist (I hate any kind of clutter - even going so far as to have zero pictures on my bedroom wall) is because of how I grew up.
i have no doubts you will go far if you let your frustration fuel passion within your heart to suceed.
~jayne~
>^..^<
Altho now my family & I are blessed, my husband and I grew up very poor. When you dont have much, you did not realize what you was missing. I remember what I feared or hated the most was the cockroaches, they were everywhere! In the cabnets, food, in the drawers, on my clothes, in my shoes. God how I hated them.
tino, bless your heart! I feel your pain.
Love,
Honey