The Day After Yesterday. ツ

Is most obviously, today. It's been an all around okay day but things are just getting so stressful. I love my parents and my family to death but there is only so much one can tolerate from another human being, regardless of seniority. Carrie and I have been talking about getting our own place for months now, practically since she moved in. ;) but of course with "your own place" comes bills, which require a steady paycheck; what one would call a JOB. & please believe me, if it was as easy as filling out a job application like it used to be, Carrie and I would both have jobs. In the past year i have seen Carrie run herself into the ground driving all over God's green Earth filling out applications, speaking with job fairs, and getting interviews. What more does a person have to do to find good employment these days? Hardened criminals with records find jobs quicker than good, hardworking people do now. I can't help but to notice on all the applications the bottom reads, "will not discriminate due to sex, origin, handicap, age or social status". So for Carrie to walk in, all dressed up in a long sleeved button up shirt and dress pants and for them to only react with the ignorance of recognizing her short hair and male attire, is obsurd. Oh she's obviously Gay. Right? She obviously does not believe in God and has deep, irreversible gender issues. She obviously THINKS she can complete any task better than a male and thats just not a quality we are attracted to in our work environment. Wrong. The fact of the matter is, if each person in the world took more than 5 minutes to understand someone instead of judging people firsthand, maybe everyone would be more open to other peoples' points of view. Less "I'm right you're wrong", less "I'm in Heaven you're in Hell", less "My way or the highway". No matter what choices people make, love isn't one of them. If that was the way it was supposed to be then we would be given a book and told to choose our soulmates. Love is described as a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. Not gender. & if you can look at how loving and considerate our relationship is and ban us to hell for practicing an emotion that GOD himself put in our hearts then so be it. Your sin is no smaller than mine. & if you can tell me my prayers are different than yours, and my blessings are different than yours, then you would also have to tell me, my God is different than yours. & that's a statement i refuse to believe. So if you have not noticed by now, my fiancee & i are in a lesbian relationship. We've been together since December 7th, 2008 and became engaged on May 29th, 2009. She moved into my parents home with me when i was 15 and we've been here living together ever since. I'd like to think of our relationship as very open and tender. We both have alot of love for eachother. We've had one fight since we've gotten together and it lasted 2 hours. We have little arguments here and there but they just end with a laugh most of the time. I'm glad i have Carrie because i know i couldn't live under the same roof as a man. LOL. Been there done that. I think i'm too dominant to peacefully co-exist with a male. :) In my parents house there are 7 people. Including 4 consecutive generations of women in the same household. It's me, Carrie, my younger Sister, my Mom & Dad, my Grandmother, & my Great-Grandmother (93!) Carrie is currently 19 and i'm 17, and am currently completing my second to last year of highschool via computer. So you can see our predicament with the living situation now. I think we've become to independent for all the commotion. Tired of living our lives as a couple everyday to come home to nagging and yelling. The stress level here is impossible. & it isn't like we sit on our butts all day & live for free. We clean and keep house, run around after everyone, take care of the animals and plants, and take care of the 4 acres my parents home. My Grandmother stays home to tend to my Noonie (Great-Grandmother). So we rarely have any help. It's depressing to try so hard to maintain a property and life that doesn't belong to you, especially when you crave your own things. I just feel like Carrie and I are due for a new step into life and i'm patiently waiting on it to come. We pray, pray, pray for that's the only thing that seems to work. We keep our heads above water only by the grace of God and the little signs he provides us with to know he hasn't forgotten about us and our problems. All we can do is ask people to keep us in our prayers and keep praying ourselves. God says he will never give you more than you can handle but i'm starting to see the breaking point. I hope we aren't pushed any farther but that lays in the hands of God. So now you see the crazy life i lead and how every turn i make leads to another intersection. Not always interesting, but always "curiouser and curiouser".