Moving...

Recently moved from one suburb to another and ugh.... I hate moving with such a passion, especially with the circumstances I'm in. I live with my mom, and now her bf and his son, and it's so I can save for grad school and outside of the pandemic I work two jobs. Inside the pandemic, however, I have no jobs since they are both shut. Now my Capitalist Brain likes to shit on me despite the fact that I don't feel comfortable going out most days and the fact that literally both my jobs are shut and my unemployment sustains me. I was very much against the move, seeing as my mom met this guy in late June of 2020, she hasn't known him very long at all, and he has two kids, one who lives with their mom. And so far the move has been alright. I was able to paint the room I was moving into (thank god, the color before was pepto pink and I painted it a more subtle orchid color). But it's all very small, his kid, who is 14, is very loud and does not clean after himself. My cats are adjusting well enough but I'm so used to more room, more privacy, being closer to friends and family, but the privacy especially. I recently had to change the type of therapy appointment I had because if I speak, you can clearly hear me from anywhere in the house. So now I'm looking at driving to where my brother lives with his gf's family, just so I can have a private therapy session. I really don't want to come off as bitchy or prissy but I miss how much privacy and space our old house afforded us. And so much of the day is filled with his kid screaming at his friends over video games, I really really miss the quiet that I had before with my mom. Despite the fact that it's almost midnight, his kid is still up playing video games with his friends and I would just like some peace and quiet. I just want some sleep. I'll have the house to myself this weekend (thank god), but hopefully I'm able to get into the grad school I want and move away by the end of this year....