Another steaming pile of suckitude...

I'm glad I waited until today to post, as more concrete ideas have been worked out since last night, and all I would have had to say here would be venting doom and gloom. My father seems to have lost his job, and with my mother's broken arm still mending, it puts them in danger of losing the house if he can't find something else pretty quickly.

Those of you who've known me for any length of time know how important my family is to me, and even when we're all having arguments and issues with each other, we still work it out and play pool when we're done. There are few places in the world that I am attached to more firmly than the house I grew up in, and when stressed or overwhelmed by whatever's going on in my life, I tend to retreat back there. When that's threatened, something in me starts to unravel a bit.

Hopefully, this can all work out alright in the long run.. since my situation is still relatively precarious, we discussed my moving back to Manchester and helping out with the mortgage, but that's an idea that creates a lot of problems. The current plan is for me to go ahead and move to Northampton, keep my job at the co-op, pay off whatever I can as quickly as possible, and then send a few hundred a month down to my family if they need it.

*sigh*

I'm going to try and put aside these worries and continue to enjoy my weekend. Maybe go see Brokeback Mountain with J, we'll see.

Later.

-Me.