I am entirely stressed out

However, I finished writing the first draft of the first chapter and I have to say, I'm really diggin' the premise. It'll be really fun to write Descend and I'm really looking forward to writing the rest of the first draft at the new house. The mountains will definitely inspire the impressive Kingdom of Hell and the Shadow Realm... It's already been fun to describe my version of this extraordinary place.

Other that that, back at the homeschool routine while I pack up our house. I've packed away most of my clothes and most of the younger two's. The Dynamic Duo are having a hard time with the concept of moving again but ... okay... so... 

Our neighbors across the street are pretty awful parents to their three boys and also refuse to let their kids play with mine, despite the fact they literally slept til the mid-afternoon last Saturday and the kids got along fine in front of the houses for 3-4 hours. I even gave them snacks and water because they were hungry and afraid to go in their house. Once the parents woke, I heard the mother screaming at the boys and their cries. I don't know what I should do, because I know they broke her rules but I also am highly suspicious of someone like that, as an abused kid myself. (If you have any advice, feel free to comment because right now I'm going to call CPS once we move so I can avoid any possible confrontations and also make sure those boys are fine. As of right now I see them every day and they seem okay, but they clearly want to play with my kids. So yea, advice would be great.) 

Update on my Dream house (which if you follow me on twitter, you've seen photos of), the closing has been pushed back to the 17th and we're expecting them to pull some last minute shady shit that will force us to push it back further, but that kind of works out well for me. I am super excited about getting the house but also super stressed about having to sign for it while my husband is in another country. 

Anyways, I am so tired and stressed out so it's causing me to be in a bit of a mental-funk but I will endure because I always do. Just wish the psychiatric professional I had entrusted to continue my established care had actually done so rather than assume she knew best after I have spent 26 years in therapy on-and-off (I'll eventually write a fictional story based on my life but I'm pretty sure it'll be a while before I get there). 

Alrighty... well, hope you all have a great Wednesday! Lots of Love!