Man, this past week was rough. However, all of K's stuff is finally out. My apartment suddenly feels spacious again and even though it's somewhat disorganized, it's so much more neat and clutter free already. My closet is a thing of beauty b/c I can actually see everything I own in it, which is definitely new. I'm only communicating with K's mother (R) at this point. I sent a list of "K needs to do this stuff or there is financial consequences" with R on Saturday. TBH, R seems pretty upset about all of this as well. I told her I knew she was doing this for me, b/c K never would've taken care of it. K also tried to pull some last minute shit that I drew a hard line about, so K didn't come over to help. Just another manipulation.
My best friend's father (technically step father, but for 30 years, so just dad #2 at this point) died over the weekend of covid. It's been truly terrible. His mother did test covid positive but seems to have been asymptomic the entire time. Everyone in my life is just fucking exhausted to be honest.
Ready to be back at work and start finding my new normal.
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