Wednesday, November 12, 2008
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I got my keys. As soon as the realtor left I had a shit balls break down. I miss my mom and I hated the house and I felt so totally alone. But thanks to some very lovely and cheerful friends who know how to make someone feel better, I felt better and now I think I just need to eat because breakfast and lunch have passed and there has been no food, and now it could easily be considered dinner time, and still nothing. So hopefully there will be chips and salsa early enough in the first margarita that I don't get really drunk and start crying. Again.
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2 comments:
You should have had a mini-pizza in the lab with Patty and I, just like the old days. Why in the world we ate those, which were like 7 bites, I have no idea. I am glad your friends cheered you up--and you can't hate that house! It has fun windows and a pool and a minifridge outside!
Ahem! May I please see some house pictures?!?
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