nettie

Fuck last night was rough. I get a phone call at like 10:30pm...... it's my "husband" calling to tell me he's in jail and this time it's for DUI... reckless driving... and hit and run... which is a fucking felony. I was up all night trying to figure out where our car was and all that shit. It's fucking totaled... no car now, but thank God nobody got seriously hurt. He's in the Navy to so things are gonna be getting really bad for him, he deserves it though 100%. I am so tired and pissed and hurt. What the fuck... his "good time" could have killed people.... I'm just dazed. So, I'm leaving him, I am taking my kids and getting the fuck out of this state and this relationship. I am moving back to Texas so my kids don't grow up thinking it's acceptable to go to jail every other week. It will be hard but things will work out, I know what I am about to do is the right thing. stressssssss
Damn so i'm off to Walmart now in my crappy rental car to buy new car seats.... wish me luck