2005-06-06 - 10:49 p.m.
So here we are now.
The crossroads passed.
It's kind fo disturbing really, the peace, the quiet, the sanctuary. It's eerie. Kinda hard two living between two homes. I feel sort of like I have abandoned Max since he is stuck living alone with Ciara at the house until Pepe move sout at the end of the week.
Pepe is a cat Lucy is petsitting.
Weird going through my stuff packing it back into my desks and stuff. The essay by my mother 8 years ago that helped begin this descent into anarchy, an note from this past christmas I believe where she thanked me for making it reasonable, and happy.
The twisted paradox I now chance to face whenever I return to the house. The caught me last night without knowing I could see her. She saw the van sitting open with my large black desk behind it waiting to be loaded. Good thing she drove on or else I would've had to explain myself somehow in the middle of the drive way last night with half a van load of items scattered about the living room.
within 10 minutes Deirdre showed up, by that time the van was light up like a christmas tree as I got the last few items in.
They didn't ask anything.
Now comes the hard part. Maintaining occupancy in the house and keeping my mother from annexing the upstairs in our absence such as we did to her 5 years ago.
