Everything you wanted to know, and then some. The honest truth, as I know it to be. Especially how I deal with being chronically ill with crohns, colitis, fibromyalgia and more. Keep up with me, the kids and anything else that goes through my brain.
The follow up inspection was today about an hour ago. The same man came back with the owner of the house but this time Anthony was home. I was in the bed and refused to come out my room as I was afraid I would curse out the fat, prejudiced inspector.
They came in the house, he looked at the light over the washer to see if repaired, came upstairs to check the kids window and to look at the smoke alarm, again. After a lot of "Thank you sir", and "ha ha" and all that crap, the fat bastard left. He didn't say anything at all to Anthony, just as I told him. He didn't even say hi to me or dare step in my room
The smoke alarm was the same one from before when he was talking crap to me. We still had laundry being done in various stages over the first floor. All that crap that man talked to me and made me cry, he said nothing to my husband, not one word. Which I said would happen
So after a month of nerves, a month of fuming at this stupid man and still being upset the owner let the jerk talk to me like that, its finally over. At least until next year.
Thanks for all your prayers and well wishes.
and we always will!
--- Live your life in such a way that when your feet hit the floor in the morning, Satan shudders and says, "Oh shit...she's awake!"
exhausted 
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