Just kidding. No one was responding. I need some help here.
We moved to florida in January of 2011, I got pregnant, gave birth and we moved back to Virginia. Our move was based off of a job offer for DF and the fact that we have a lot of family up here that offered with help. Not to mention where we were living was no place to bring up a child. The people around her were terrible and I didn't want to deal with having a kid that's as snobby and judgemental as them.
Fast forward. We get here and see the place where we were staying for the time being and are immediately turned off of it. We're staying with DF's aunt. She's a psychotic alcoholic. She's beyind depressed and is extremely passive/aggressive. DF's job fell through so it has taken him two months to find a job. We're in the process of getting back on our feet. She was under the understand, as were we, that we would be staying here until our bills were paid off and we had enough saved to pay for our down payments and deposits to move out. The second DF got his job she has been hounding us to move out, to look for apartments, and for me to get a job too knowing I'm a SAHM for more than one legit reason. We very rarely do anything worthy of being pissed off. Maybe once in a great moon we will leave a bottle of water on the coffee table. There is no room in the cabinets for DD's food, so I have a can of puffs on the table (that is never used). We have food in the fridge (Yes. For some reason that pisses her off). Maybe once in a very great while I will forget a load of laundry in the wash. I have a six month old under my supervision 24/7, it happens. But EVERYTHING is pissing her off and has from the start. Her, being passive aggressive (Which I rarely respond to), she will stop around the house, slam doors, makes TONS of commotion knowing I'm either trying to get DD to sleep for a nap or while she IS asleep. She takes sleeping medication on top of being sloshed before going to bed so it's not like we wake her up. She gets snarky when we eat her food but pissed if her food goes bad because we should have eaten it. She refuses to let us pay any rent or buy her food, though she just lost her job. Why can't she just voice her concerns before they become a real problem? I don't get it.
Well, this morning was the final straw. I walked to the convenient store a mile away, DD in tow (in her stroller) to get cigarettes. It saves us gas, plus Aunt was parked behind our Jeep. It's also good to walk. Not a problem. I get home and unlock the door, bring the bag of milk and cigarettes inside and accidentally leave an open pack on the porch. I was more concerned about getting DD inside. I can pick up the cigarettes later. I put the stroller back in the Jeep and go inside to get breakfast ready for myself and DD and get my purchases put away. Sit down, eat, let DD play and make a bottle for her to put her down for her morning nap. As I was rocking DD to sleep, and she was damn near out, Aunt comes out, slams the light switch off, throws my water on the coffee table away (which was obviously just taken out. It was still fucking frosty), bitches about there being a puff on the floor and the highchair not being assembled, slams through the freezer to get some ice, stomps out the door then rushes back inside to crumple and throw away my newly purchased pack of cigarettes and proceeds to scream at me, with DD in my lap, about how leaving trash on her porch is disgusting and trashy.
DF's next check is going to be huge. He was in training for three days working from 8am until 4am then worked a few extra shifts. Does anyone know if apartment complexes who require a six pay period minimum will work with us? We just moved, he has great previous longstanding work experience. The places that don't require six pay periods charge TONS of money for rent, which we can NOT afford. We're going to have a room mate when we move, we have one lined up. I just don't know what to do. They also require birth certificates for everyone under 18, but we don't have DD's because we haven't had the money recently to get it and we lost the waiver from the hospital in our move.