craptastic vent

Not gonna lie. Today was craptastic. I finally broke. I cried. I vented and I had an amazing man to listen. I don't want to have to move into a new house "alone". I  know I have help. I absolutely HATE asking for help in anything. I guess its time to "woman up" and  ask.  I just wish timing had been better. I wish the fucking cunt bitches in our apartment office would have done their god damn job and sent the paperwork in 5 days earlier than they did.  I'm going to go down there on my last day here and   bitch them out as i hand them their keys. I feel like being spiteful and writing FUCK YOU GLENBROOKE on the walls. But I wont. I have dealt with so much but I wont stoop to that level.
I cant wait to be DONE here. I cant wait to be able to let my son go play outside without having to worry about him getting ringworm from the ghetto kids next door. I am embarrassed to have his friends over as the garbage is spewing into the street because the dumpster is so full. I cant WAIT to have new friends for him in general. Other kids to play with.  I cant wait to have some mommy friends. I don't really have any. The people I once spent time with are to busy now and have their own lives to live. I joined a new mommy group on cafemom. I really hope something comes out of it. I have a friend who lives *semi* close to our new house.  Hopefully I can organize some playdates and keep myself and Oliver busy.
Im really looking forward to starting over. I will be taking care of 2 children during the day. One is Oly's age and the other is 3. It may be a challange but I am looking forward to it.............
On a high note. Today Oly has caught on to something. Oliver- guess what!?
CHICKEN BUTT!!!!! he replies.... more like a "kekebuhh" nonetheless I know what he is saying and it made me smile. 
Im that mom who still has her 18 month old in her bed...... Only his crib is attached. We each have our own space..... only the crib is taken down and we are sharing a full size bed and omg! he is such a bed hog! I woke up with his feet in my face SO many times!!!! BLAH! Oh well. I guess when he is 16 and telling me how he hates me( which I REALLY hope we dont have that kind of relationship) I will miss it. I love my little boy.
Anyways. I am going to shut myself up. Hoping for a better outlook and day tomorrow.