Here in lies the problem….

I hate my fiancés house. Not just don’t like living there…I truly hate being there. I hate everything about it. I hate the fact that it’s so apparent that a MAN built it because it lacks proper storage. I mean…no linen closets…WTF?!?!?

Another issue is that he's not there. I kinda resent him for that...of course i'll never tell him that. He's away on business and it's not his fault..but I'm entitled to my feelings dammit!

I’ve thought on more then one occasion of moving back to my house. I’m so uncomfortable there that I have trouble sleeping. Maybe I need the house to be Feng Shui’d. Something has me so irritable there. I can’t get comfortable, relaxed or happy there. I can’t wait to move. I look forward to it everyday!!!!!!