Three weeks after the flood, they're finally working on it. My dad has been living in the living room the entire time. He's such a slob that he's already made a big mess with trash. But by Saturday, they said they'll be done.

I finally told my sister that living with my dad isn't working out. So we have 6 months until our lease is up and he'll need to find another place.

Sad and infuriating news: my 3 year old niece seriously hurt their new dog. Thankfully, they found a vet that will do the surgery. I'm upset with my niece, but pissed at my sister for leaving the two alone knowing my niece has emotional problems.

L and I are still emailing once a week. I can't even comprehend how to have a relationship with her again. 24 more days... Part of me doesn't want her to come back. The other part is still attached to her. I just hold so much grief and anger towards her. And I don't understand how she'll magically be ready for me in 24 days. Like if she's not ready now, how can she be then?