And life goes on...

Matt left me the week before Easter of this year. I knew we had our problems but I didn't realize how deep they were. I am very hurt and angry. But I am thankful for my girls and the rest of my family. My brother and dad and girls have been here for me. So I am living here alone with my five dogs whom I love dearly. Frodo is now fifteen years old and is partially blind and deaf. He also has severe anxiety and the other two boys don't like him. All three of the boys are cranky. Frodo bumps into them and they all start growling and snarling. The two little girls are happy and cheerful with everyone. The house needs some maintenance work and a deep cleaning. I can't decide if I am going to move or not. I lean toward moving. I at least need to refinance so my payments aren't so high. School is going well. I have the best group of kids. Love them.