Our Past and Current Living Situation…

Ok so I need to explain our living situation a little before I go on a rant about our house, which is driving me crazy because it just seems so cluttered…I have been told a time or two that maybe I’m slightly OCD, but there are just certain things that when they are out of place it drives me absolutely nuts!  I can’t stand stuff on the counters or out of place…since I have had kids it has gotten a little better, but once in a while I go crazy.  Anyways, so we live in a 4 bedroom house.  Plenty big, or so you would think.  I actually started renting this house back in…2008 I believe…towards the end of 2008.  Back when I was with Travis and we rented it together…he only lasted here about 2 months and then I was left on my own, but at the time I had a good paying job that I had no problem making it on my own.  Shortly after that my dad split from his wife and moved in.  Eventually, after me switching jobs and what not he took over the bills.  Lease was still in my name.  Apparently that meant he could let whoever live here.  Which next thing I know my sister is moving in.  Fine whatever, he pays the bills.  Let me reword that, I was still paying the utilities.  After a while, it was when I had first met K (my fiance now) I started feeling pushed out of my own house.  My dad and sister had over run the place.  I would stay at K’s once in a while but eventually I felt like i was even overstaying my welcome there and it was so early in our relationship that I didn’t want things to go to fast.  That’s when K and I hit our first major bump in our relationship.  I went through a very rough couple of months but did the best I could to stay strong.  I thought I had lost him forever, and this is also when I found out I was pregnant with Kaelee.  I never gave up.  After a while he brought up Mason and I moving in with him.  He had brought it up earlier in our relationship and I kept putting it off, little did I know that was hurting him, he really wanted us to be a family.  In October of 09 that’s when I finally moved in with him.  Left this house, which I loved so much, to put my family together.  We had a rough next little while.  I won’t go into major details now because well it’s a long, story, from the past, that I still to this day am waiting to leave behind.  long story short, it’s left us with some trust issues in our relationship, but they are getting better and better everday.  I honestly believe July 9, 2010 was a huge step for us.  That is when our daughter was born.  From that point on he has been the man I always dreamed of, the man he was when I met him.  We have come a long ways since that day.  In October of 2010 we decided to move back to this house.  My sister had moved in with her boyfriend, my dad was struggling a little and we weren’t doing the best with the place we were in, due to the horrible employer K had at the time.  My dad was actually working for the same guy and K and my dad had become quite close, actually.  I can’t decide if moving back in here has been good or bad.  It’s been a strain on our relationship as well as the relationship with my family.  My sister and her boyfriend broke up, for the hundredth time shortly after we moved in, so she moved back, eventually they got back together and he started staying here.  So we had me, K, our 2 kids, my dad, my sister, and her boyfriend all living here.  It’s kind of gone back and forth between who was paying the rent and stuff between us and my dad.  My sister and her boyfriend never pitched in once.  It came to a point we were paying everything, it was getting ridiculous with the amount of food, power, and things we were going through and it finally came to a HUGE blow up between me and my sister.  I still have major issues with it.  She said some of the most hateful things about me…K…and our kids.  It’s still taken until recently for her to realize that she is not welcome here.  Someone who is 23, has no job, has no…NOTHING…no motivation to even find a job…and just expects everything to be handed to her like everyone owes her something is something I don’t deal well with.  I understand helping family out when they are having a hard time, going through breakups, maybe TRYING to find a job, but she does none of that.  She sits on the couch…ALL day long…eating..and feeling sorry for herself.  She just recently found a job (it’s amazing what you can do once you start looking)…and her and her boyfriend are broken up…again…but I can’t let that come between me and my family…K and the kids are my life and she looks at that as I am turning my back on her..and family shouldn’t turn their back on family…she doesn’t get that I have a family of my own now and I can’t lose them.  Anyways, again totally different story, but we are down to my dad still living here…and now my almost 17 year old sister lives here.  Which I have no problem with my sister J.  She’s the most mature and responsible 17 year old I know.  She has a job, she’s graduating this year…as a junior…which almost straight A’s.  She is going to college and wants to be a lawyer and I know she will make it happen.  My ONLY complaint about her is she is a slob.  She does a terrible job picking up after herself…but once I say something about the bathroom or whatever, she’s usually really good about getting it cleaned up. 
My dad is still going through getting his house situation sorted out from when he was married…it’s been an on going thing for years but it suppose to be settled in October and I guess he has ever intention of moving out once he knows what’s going on with that.  Which is great.  We need the privacy, it’s really tough sometimes.  Not to mention we are paying all the bills.  I am sure J will stay here with us though, because my dad is an over the road trucker and she just feels more comfortable being here.  which is fine.  Anyways, this turned out a lot longer than I had intended, but what I was getting at is the house is crammed.  It’s a big house, but we have a lot of stuff stored and that needs sorted through.  I thought once I was able to stay home I would have the time to do it.  Get everything gone through, cleaned and spotless.  Here it is day 3 and I am feeling so overwhelmed.  Doesn’t help that I have a clingy 1 year old that seems to be getting sick.  Maybe it’s just from her shots yesterday, but she is sooooo whiney and clingy I can’t get anything done.  My kitchen is the only clean room in the house and I have a lot to do.  Hopefully I can work on it one room at a time and eventually have it tolerable lol.  My next entry will probably be for my own good, just a type of To Do type list that I can mark of as I make progress.  But for now..I’m going to see if this cuddle bug on my lap will let me put her down and so I can go get something done.