Dev and I finally sat down and had a long talk. He finally admitted that he never accepted his dads death, and hes just been taking it out on me (...ill never say this to him...but I WAS RIGHT. XD sorry...) We sat on the couch for...god at least 2 hours talking. About his dad, and about us. Sigh...at least thats gotten better. Thank you, everyone, for your kind words. I read them and felt so good knowing that people cared.

Ok, so I got a nice letter in the mail yesterday about us getting evicted. Apparently, one of our neighbors reported us as having a pitbull. *rolls eyes* we have the vet paperwork. It says American Bulldog. So we take it down there, but because it still had the previous owners name on it, we had to make an appointment to get a DNA test to prove it. Within the 10 days.


I freaked the heck out.

Devin called the vet, got our name on the thing, and the very nice lady there said that she would call our housing people and tell them that they cant give us a 10 day notice to get a vet appointment when they book 3 weeks out. So thats all figured out now...I just hope nothing else comes up. Bleh. No more stress. Im already sick, I dont think I can handle anymore stress right now... I guess there is a flu or something going around, one of the ships that docked here a few days ago, like 50 sailors got sick their first day on shore. Lovely.

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