One week since she asked for 'space'. We rent from my wife's mother and now her mom hates me too. The two houses are across the street from one another. My life sucks. I'm surrounded by people who are are disappointed I couldn't make this work. I love all them, nothing bad to say but the only reason I'm in this house is my kids. I got to get out of here though and I'm still getting these mixed signals from my wife. I still have no idea what I'm supposed to do or what's expected of me other than she needs space. But we have three kids, and she is still contacting me. I have these insane urges to text back and try to fight them. Not always successful.

I have a meeting with a mortgage broker Monday. I may qualify idk how my situation impacts all this. My isn't usefully spiteful but I've heard horror stories. She'd want me to have a decent place for the kids.