So, we're moving.

BF's mom's got stage 4 squamous cell carcinoma. The prognosis is pretty crappy. It's awful. I don't even know how to express how awful. I feel like we were just getting to be close and now this. She seems to be doing well emotionally, but her health has gone down hill fast. She spent a week in the hospital, they let her out, and now, a week later, she's in the ICU. Her kidneys aren't functioning well and it's really doing a number on her. So, we're getting a bigger apartment and we're all going to move in together so that we can be there to help her. I'm actually looking forward to it. It's going to give us a chance to get to know one another much better and I won't have to worry about her being home alone with no one to give her the care that she needs.

So that's one part of my news. The other was supposed to be that BF got a new job and a big raise, but because of this whole situation with his mom and the move, we decided that it's not a good time to take on the stresses and demands of a new job. His current job made a great counter offer to keep him and he's been there for years, so the relationship is there and they're going to be flexible with time off and whatever else he needs over the coming months.

It's been a crazy couple of weeks. BF and I are both pretty stressed out. We're just trying to get everything in order so that we can deal with all of the issues that will surely come up. I feel awful for BF. He's going to have two of us to deal with now. His mom starts her chemo tomorrow and I could very well start with mine next month. We'll see. I think it's easier for both of us to handle because we've been living in the short term for so long now. I can't wait until the day comes when we can make real plans for the future.