Ding Dong…

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Okay she isn’t a Bitch! I do like her… But the Sister-In-Law has moved out. When she left yesterday I was feeling a lil bad because she told me she found a  in a place in an area where I wouldn’t want my enemy living in. But after some talking with my husband, where he admitted to a lot of things, she says not making sense, we have kinda come to the conclusion that she is staying at her baby daddy.

Last night was so nice with just having the place to ourselves. I mean whenever she was in the flat, she was behind closed doors, at least most of the time, but it was nice just knowing it was the 2 of us.

On Saturday when my husband and I went out for lunch he told me that it had been 2 weeks since he last drank. He was pretty chuffed with himself. I was happy too…but thinking that with all the promises and drunk episodes it should be a lot longer than 2 weeks. 

On Sat my husband brought up how he would like to one day go to a children’s home and spend some time with them. So that is what I am gonna look into. I know during the peak of Covid they stopped volunteers coming, but hopefully they have reopened that, and we can spend some time with a baby or few.