So, we are moving. M leaves on Sunday. I’ll go with him for a few days to help him set up some stuff and get him moved in then I’m coming back here to get the house ready to sell.
We are moving into an apartment half the size of our house. We have two dogs, one of whom is a beast and not done growing. The second bedroom of this apartment will have to serve as guest room and office.
I have to find a job down there.
And yet, through all this, I really hope this is our month. Don’t know why but yesterday I had a really good feeling about this month. Then we ordered Chinese take out.
My fortune read, “You will soon receive pleasant news of a personal nature.”
Without missing a beat, M said, “hey maybe you are pregnant!”
If I’m not- I’m suing the Chinese take out place.
If I am- I’ll be visiting M in the hospital as he recovers from the subsequent heart attack. 🙂