We are moving. It's just 4 miles down the road, but it might as well be 1000 miles.
My back is sore.
My feet are sore.
I'm grouchy with my family, and it's not fair.
I'd really like to have a glass of water, but my glasses are still at the other house.
It's been over a week since I've actually made something more homemade than a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I am SO SICK of eating out!
I think tomorrow might be the point at which we "turn the corner" and actually live more at the new address than the old one.
There's some corn on the cob in the refrigerator, and I'm bound and determined to cook it for dinner tomorrow night. Corn on the cob might be all we eat, but by golly, we're going to eat SOMETHING home cooked!
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