Day 194: It seriously took us THREE HOURS to find a way to my fucking house

When we live twenty minutes apart. I only got home to get some clothes and my money because we were broker than shit and running out of food and Dauphin County just got put on a fucking boil your damn water thing so we needed clean water. We didn't even have bread. I needed desperately to get money so we didn't have to worry that we weren't going to be able to feed ourselves and the baby for the next two days. I am still living with Ben. Apparently Ben hasn't gotten sick of me yet. I don't know how the hell he does it. I'd lose my fucking mind if I had to be trapped with myself for twenty four hours a day.