Well there were a lot of twist & turns in the past two weeks. Boy, there were things I did't expect at all. A lot of ups, downs & turn arounds.
Let's go into week 2: Week one went very well, we woke up at about 6:30 am every day, grabbed the bike & hit the outside gym. Santa Monica California has many of workout parks and we hit two in the morning. Then we go about our day. Things were going pretty smooth or so I thought, it seemed that in my world everything was great but in my husbands world things were... let's just say frustrating for him as far as trying to get himself adjusted. Meanwhile I was flying high enjoying my new job at Chic-fila, everyone was so nice. I brought myself a beautiful pink e-bike so I could get back and fourth there and make my little money. I was using my money to do little things like keep bills paid & entertain our selfs. I mean I'm now living in Sunny California it would be natural to explore some things. My husband on the other hand just wanted to come out and sell his art. I was completely with the idea but when we got here me getting a job and running around doing interviews some how threw him off track & our plan wasn't completely clear. This caused some chaos and we both lost our heads. One of the problems was we were living in two individual worlds & had not put our worlds together.
Week 3: All Hell broke loose, Ok we got into an argument about something stupid and all the work I was doing to help myself stay calm went out the window. I had, had it with his attitude, it had been stank for weeks, if I had said something sooner everything wouldn't have boiled over so bad. In conclusion I ended up taking some time off work because I had to get my mental health back in line. Then... someone stole my bike😒 It's like the first 3 months didn't even happen. I'm back to broke and no transportation. I swore I was doing good, and I was "we" just weren't. It's true when negative energy can't get you personally it comes through your loved ones. This week is the actual week the bike was stolen, in broad daylight, it was chained up to a tree with a nice heavy chain. It was only outside because the dog was biting the tires. Why on earth was he doing that I don't know, because he wasn't doing it for the first two months. So now the bike is gone, my husband and I are going through growing pains. I know we're going to get through it. Our Higher Power will continue to hold us down!
The only evidence😐
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