One of the great things about staying with family is that we can smoke in the house. I feel like Carrie Bradshaw my fingers flying across the keyboard and a cigarette smoldering in the ashtray. I wanted to like Sex in the City. The show seemed glamorous and I wanted to feel that way too. But the show's premise did not interest me.
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Trev and I spent all day Saturday getting our apartment moved into the back of a U-Haul. My mom braved the fires come vacuum and wipe down the walls as we emptied rooms. The day didn't go without some drama, but what moving day does? Well, unless you happen to be able to afford a moving company or have friends who enjoy lifting heavy objects.
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| I-5 North on the way to Bellingham |
I am so glad to be moving back to home. Moving from this:
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To this:
*sigh* Our hearts feel whole when we are here.
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