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This is me venting about a situation that I never thought I'd have to stress about. Additionally, this is me asking for advice and opinions...
Here's my situation: my family (me, boyfriend, our son) has been approved to move into a new apartment. We've been waiting for a long time for this moment because we had to get housing assistance (we're poor, lol). So really, we've been waiting since October 2012. Our new home is awesome. 2 bedrooms, spacious, quiet area, close to places we frequently go to, etc. It's basically a dream come true, considering that the 3 of us are crammed in a tiny bedroom of Peter's mom's house...
Now. This place we'll be moving into this summer does not allow pets. It's not negotiable. The landlord wants to allow it. He's a very kind man and he seems to like us. He can't be that flexible, though because he has tenants who have lived in that apartment complex for 10 years and haven't been allowed to have pets. So, letting us have animals wouldn't be fair at all. That's totally understandable and I'm fine with it.
Guess who is NOT fine with it? My boyfriend. He has a dog named Tibbs who's been his friend for years. I can understand why he doesn't want to give him up. That's his best friend, like I said. It's heartbreaking to have to think about separating from your pet. :/ However, we have a darling baby boy who's depending on us for a secure, happy life... That should be the priority, not the dog. I was hoping that Peter would not fight with me on this, but it's looking like we might have to. *sigh*
Peter wants to sneak the dog into our apartment. It could work because Tibbs doesn't bark too often. Although, he's OUTSIDE TRAINED. If he's not taken outside to do his business, we'll get piss and shit on the floor. >:[ Either we get to deal with that, or we have to risk being seen taking him outside. I do not want to take that risk. I know it sounds pessimistic to say that when we least expect it, we'll get caught, but... I don't think I'm wrong for thinking that way. Anytime during the year, we could get in trouble and something bad could happen with our lease...
My focus is my boy, Patrick. If we didn't have a baby, I'd be okay with trying to hide the pet. If we were to get kicked out, it would just be on me and Peter. I am absolutely not okay with risking our home for the dog while we're looking out for our son, though. That's selfish, in my opinion. We always have to make sacrifices for those we love.
So yeah, this is bad enough that I'm losing sleep over it. *sighs again* What's worse is the dog can't be re-homed. Unless Peter's mom will look after the dog (which she won't, she's kinda being a bitch about it, She's even encouraging us to take the dog!!), he'll end up dying probably. He is so dependent on Peter that if he's put in someone else's care, he'll just hide from everyone and waste away. It's depressing. I feel bad for the dog. I just cannot put that above my son's safety, though...
There you have it. I don't know what to do. I was hoping that Peter would make this easier for us and put Patrick first above all. He just won't give up the idea of sneaking in the pet! Maybe it has to do with my coldness? I'll give up or get over something quickly if it benefits the higher priority. I've had to give up animals before. I had birds and cats of my own that I had to re-home or put down because my sister had asthma; those animals were my bestest friends. :/ So, it's not like I don't know how it feels...
I dunno, I just... *breathes*...I just don't want this to be an issue. There are bigger problems to worry about, like affording furniture and other shit that we need. It's so dumb that this has to be discussed as often as it is! >:[
What do I do? Do I keep arguing my place on this, or should I just give in and let it be? If the latter, I'd probably have to tell my boyfriend that if that dog gets us in trouble, something will happen... Something he definitely wouldn't like, 'cause I sure as hell don't want to end up back in his mom's house. His son deserves better...
Also, am I just being too paranoid? I mean, I live by the rules so well that I don't know the consequences of breaking this particular one. It could be that I'm making this out to be more of a big deal than it actually is. 'Cause I will do that sometimes. I just don't want to take the wrong step, you know? My mom says we could get evicted. Which I, of course, do not want. =__________=
*headdesk*
Here's my situation: my family (me, boyfriend, our son) has been approved to move into a new apartment. We've been waiting for a long time for this moment because we had to get housing assistance (we're poor, lol). So really, we've been waiting since October 2012. Our new home is awesome. 2 bedrooms, spacious, quiet area, close to places we frequently go to, etc. It's basically a dream come true, considering that the 3 of us are crammed in a tiny bedroom of Peter's mom's house...
Now. This place we'll be moving into this summer does not allow pets. It's not negotiable. The landlord wants to allow it. He's a very kind man and he seems to like us. He can't be that flexible, though because he has tenants who have lived in that apartment complex for 10 years and haven't been allowed to have pets. So, letting us have animals wouldn't be fair at all. That's totally understandable and I'm fine with it.
Guess who is NOT fine with it? My boyfriend. He has a dog named Tibbs who's been his friend for years. I can understand why he doesn't want to give him up. That's his best friend, like I said. It's heartbreaking to have to think about separating from your pet. :/ However, we have a darling baby boy who's depending on us for a secure, happy life... That should be the priority, not the dog. I was hoping that Peter would not fight with me on this, but it's looking like we might have to. *sigh*
Peter wants to sneak the dog into our apartment. It could work because Tibbs doesn't bark too often. Although, he's OUTSIDE TRAINED. If he's not taken outside to do his business, we'll get piss and shit on the floor. >:[ Either we get to deal with that, or we have to risk being seen taking him outside. I do not want to take that risk. I know it sounds pessimistic to say that when we least expect it, we'll get caught, but... I don't think I'm wrong for thinking that way. Anytime during the year, we could get in trouble and something bad could happen with our lease...
My focus is my boy, Patrick. If we didn't have a baby, I'd be okay with trying to hide the pet. If we were to get kicked out, it would just be on me and Peter. I am absolutely not okay with risking our home for the dog while we're looking out for our son, though. That's selfish, in my opinion. We always have to make sacrifices for those we love.
So yeah, this is bad enough that I'm losing sleep over it. *sighs again* What's worse is the dog can't be re-homed. Unless Peter's mom will look after the dog (which she won't, she's kinda being a bitch about it, She's even encouraging us to take the dog!!), he'll end up dying probably. He is so dependent on Peter that if he's put in someone else's care, he'll just hide from everyone and waste away. It's depressing. I feel bad for the dog. I just cannot put that above my son's safety, though...
There you have it. I don't know what to do. I was hoping that Peter would make this easier for us and put Patrick first above all. He just won't give up the idea of sneaking in the pet! Maybe it has to do with my coldness? I'll give up or get over something quickly if it benefits the higher priority. I've had to give up animals before. I had birds and cats of my own that I had to re-home or put down because my sister had asthma; those animals were my bestest friends. :/ So, it's not like I don't know how it feels...
I dunno, I just... *breathes*...I just don't want this to be an issue. There are bigger problems to worry about, like affording furniture and other shit that we need. It's so dumb that this has to be discussed as often as it is! >:[
What do I do? Do I keep arguing my place on this, or should I just give in and let it be? If the latter, I'd probably have to tell my boyfriend that if that dog gets us in trouble, something will happen... Something he definitely wouldn't like, 'cause I sure as hell don't want to end up back in his mom's house. His son deserves better...
Also, am I just being too paranoid? I mean, I live by the rules so well that I don't know the consequences of breaking this particular one. It could be that I'm making this out to be more of a big deal than it actually is. 'Cause I will do that sometimes. I just don't want to take the wrong step, you know? My mom says we could get evicted. Which I, of course, do not want. =__________=
*headdesk*