I got really exited about getting a snake, I was going from store to store to search for equipment and food for my future dangernoodle, I talked to a snake-enthusiast for at least 45 minutes (I would have talked longer if it weren't for the parkingmeter) and I researched places and people that had snakes to adopt.
I was so exited.
I still live with my mom and her husband, I'm a student and I don't have a job, so moving out wouldn't be smart.
I've known for a while my stepdad doesn't want any more pets for us because they shed, make sound and idk, some other stuff. But since this snake would live upstairs with me, it wouldn't make a sound AND I would be the sole caretaker, I thought he'd be okay with it. I only asked to be nice.
I basically have the whole upstairs to myself. My stepdad comes upstairs like 5 times a year to sit on the balcony and he never goes into my room. If I placed the terrarium in my room, he wouldn't even know it's there unless I talked about it. Nothing would change.
He told my mother he doesn't want any more pets, apparently he doesn't want "a circus".
I really had my hopes up when my mother told me she'd be okay with a snake as long as I took care of it (duh) and I really thought my stepdad would approve.
Now I just feel stuck in my own home, and I feel like I can't really control my situation without moving out, which, if I did move out, I'd have to get a job or use up all of my savings.
Ugh.
