One month already

We've been living with Mark's mom for one whole month already.
We have become her slave.
Since she insist on me running errands for her.
I make Mark do most of it since he is home and I'm at work.
He doesn't want to talk about it with her.
I don't know what to say. She's been supportive.
But also a pain in the ass.
It's also been a month since I starting blogging.
I don't think anyone reads this.
I guess its good, no one can go running to tell my mother in law lol

I love my online friends

I don't have many friends.
My best friend moved to Texas so I hardly see her anymore.
We talk and email but sometimes a girl needs more than that.
I'm on a message board. The nest.
The girls there are amazing.
They are understanding and supportive and I love that I have people who can relate to me.
Mark has a few friends so he gets to go out and have fun with them.
I get to stay home with his mom.
She really hasn't been all that bad.
She gave me a schedule as to when I should make diner, and do laundry.
I didn't know we were going to share diner duties.
I thought she'd be on her own space eating whatever she wants.
And we would be all alone doing our own thing.
Apparently I was wrong. She is forcing herself to be my new bff.

Takes some getting used to

I'm a loner.
Dh is a loner.
My mother in law is not.
We haven't had dinner by ourselves since we moved.
I have to really get used to this.
Mark started to go to school again.
His mom is telling everyone that she is paying for it.
She is not.
Well not really. She is letting us stay there for very cheap rent.
I'm paying for him.
He is not used to me having to provide for us.
He is struggling with the idea and is thinking of getting a part time job.
I'm ok with it. I'm not ok with his mom.
I have to get used to my new life. I don't know how.

Good bye freedom

Mark and I moved out on Saturday.
We spent the night on his mom's pull out bed.
We spent a few hours cleaning up her basement.
Our basement now.
Sunday was a lot more cleaning and unpacking.
MIL already had suggestions on my setup.
Thank God for my internet friends.
Thanks mom for listening to me vent.
I already can't wait to leave.

Boxes, boxes and more boxes

Mark and I have spent all of our evenings this week packing.
I'm tired of boxes and my back hurts.
We are moving in this weekend with my mother in law.
I might become an alcoholic.
I don't want to go but her place is bigger than my parents.
I need Mark to find a job fast, he lost his job when the company he worked for went bankrupt.
He is thinking of going back to school which is why we have to leave our comfy apatment.
These are my last nights of freedom and I'm spending them packing. Great.

First post

Welcome to my blog!

If anyone, anyone is reading this. Welcome!
This blog is for me to keep a kind of journal of my life. I've been thinking of starting one for a while now and I finally decided to give it a shot. I'm going to try my best to keep up with it, I promise.

Some information about me:
My name is Samantha.
My husband is Mark.
We've been married for 3 years.
We have no pets.
We have no babies.
We are both only children which makes us want a lot of children.
We are not ready yet but we can't wait to be ready.
We are currently struggling financially and we are moving in with my mother in law.
Wish me luck.

This is my journey of my life with the other woman.