Yeah, idk, after thinking about it, there’s no reason you should be doing a bunch of stuff back to back, shopping is fine but that in between all the other stuff is a lot!
You sure your spouse isn’t forcing you into any of this? The sudden moving to what I assume is a small apartment, (which in my opinion doesn’t seem like enough space for two people & a dog, especially if it’s one of those shitty “leisure” apartments where the neighbors are on crack) doesn’t bode well to me at all. And you’re giving up your birds for that?
This is a crazy read into what is essentially my category 5 complainerism. I have been whining but I will promise you a few things: We have to move. We do not have a choice. We are very lucky to live where we are, but it is no longer affordable and we are going where it is affordable. We will be moving away from parents, and have never lived under a roof without parents with us. We cannot afford a place by ourselves that can comfortably fit birds. He wants to be somewhere less remote, and he wants to follow the direction his family is going. I want to get away from mine. It is beyond our means to transport so many animals across the country. We have done the absolute best we can for them, even if it's sad.
Also, an apartment does not equal bad. There's a lot that goes into it. It's rude to assume that people who live in apartments are all shitty. I have family who live in perfectly fine apartment complexes.
Please don't judge my husband like this based on the few things I whine about online. You cannot possibly know my situation based on the things I post on my weirdo blog. I'm extremely grateful to be in the position that I am. We can afford to go somewhere new and figure ourselves out. Not everybody has that luxury when they find they cannot stay where they are. We could afford, for many years, to have a large flock of birds on a large plot of land, at an age nobody would expect to be able to afford such a thing. I'm glad to have been able to do that.
Life is forcing us to move on. Also my husband got hurt and can't walk right now so a lot is on my plate, but I am more than happy to help him and pick up the slack. I am just, as I stated above, a big ol' complainer. I am whining because I can't draw. But I went out to a christmas market for my husband because he wanted to do that and I love him and I want him to have a good time. I just didn't get to draw. Like. I'm in the wrong here to complain about it and I know I am and that's why it's here on this blog and not out loud to the loved one I care about.
It's not that deep. I understand & appreciate the concern, but please know you cannot make these kinds of assessments about somebody you do not know.
