Umm so yeah. Does anyone even remember me?
Things are going... wonderfully actually.
My bf's... oh wait.. my FIANCE's. (squee!) son is now with us every other week.
More on that in a minute.
Yep. He proposed. April 13th, Friday the 13th. I was upset because I had gotten off work early and he was out shopping for tee shirts. I got mad that he wouldn't come get me. So I came home, showered, cleaned the backyard, then my SIL calls and says come over to your moms. (She lives on the same street)
So I go over there for like 15 min and then I said I wanna go home and wait for Eric. He should be home soon. Stores close soon. She says, just wait for me. My dad pulls me into his office to check something out on craigslist. She stalls me successfully for like 3 more minutes and then says she will follow me over.
I walk in the house and all the lights are off. Candles are lit. Omg this is it.
There he is standing behind Owen (his 7 year old son,) who was sitting in a chair in a suit. Owen says "Jennifer, we love you very much. We want to spend the rest of our lives with you. Will you marry us?" Yeah. I died.
I, of course, said yes. And we all hugged and celebrated. The wedding is next March.
In other news, Owen's mom seems to have gotten her life back on track. She completed an outpatient rehab program and has been sober for about 6 months now. We agreed to joint custody with her, (we previously had court ordered emergency full custody,) so long as she keeps up the good work. She's moved back in with her parents, and is going to nursing school. So as of right now, he's with us every other 7 days. Sunday to Sunday. It's weird on the weeks that we don't have him. We literally have nothing to do lol.
All the dogs are fine. Alive and kicking lol. Chance bonded with my fiance from day one so I rarely get any snugs from him. Nobody is chewing anything. Nobody is barking all the time. Everyone is happy and we take them out for walks all the time.
My life is finally where it's supposed to be
Things are going... wonderfully actually.
My bf's... oh wait.. my FIANCE's. (squee!) son is now with us every other week.
More on that in a minute.
Yep. He proposed. April 13th, Friday the 13th. I was upset because I had gotten off work early and he was out shopping for tee shirts. I got mad that he wouldn't come get me. So I came home, showered, cleaned the backyard, then my SIL calls and says come over to your moms. (She lives on the same street)
So I go over there for like 15 min and then I said I wanna go home and wait for Eric. He should be home soon. Stores close soon. She says, just wait for me. My dad pulls me into his office to check something out on craigslist. She stalls me successfully for like 3 more minutes and then says she will follow me over.
I walk in the house and all the lights are off. Candles are lit. Omg this is it.
There he is standing behind Owen (his 7 year old son,) who was sitting in a chair in a suit. Owen says "Jennifer, we love you very much. We want to spend the rest of our lives with you. Will you marry us?" Yeah. I died.
I, of course, said yes. And we all hugged and celebrated. The wedding is next March.
In other news, Owen's mom seems to have gotten her life back on track. She completed an outpatient rehab program and has been sober for about 6 months now. We agreed to joint custody with her, (we previously had court ordered emergency full custody,) so long as she keeps up the good work. She's moved back in with her parents, and is going to nursing school. So as of right now, he's with us every other 7 days. Sunday to Sunday. It's weird on the weeks that we don't have him. We literally have nothing to do lol.
All the dogs are fine. Alive and kicking lol. Chance bonded with my fiance from day one so I rarely get any snugs from him. Nobody is chewing anything. Nobody is barking all the time. Everyone is happy and we take them out for walks all the time.
My life is finally where it's supposed to be