Hi. Yeah. I'm alive.
I had left all my packing for the last minute. The trucks were supposed to come in two days to haul our stuff off to our almost-house.
But...
The people buying our house? Yeah. Something went wrong.
Long story short: Not moving. No potential buyers in the wings. Entire house in boxes.
Still gonna give you stuff, PQ. I figure we'll get out of here eventually. I mean, a house ought to sell at some point, right?
Mom was crying a lot.
Poor thing.
*shrug*
That's all.
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Dreams of Eternity
Random babbling and descriptions of my often vivid and bizzare dreams.