So tomorrow I have to wait at my empty house for the phone guy. From–get this–8am to 5pm. “If he’s not there by 4, go ahead and leave,” the customer service rep said. Nine hours? Good thing I’m a lady of leisure.

I think I just broke the paper shredder, but whatever. I’ll go take out my anxiety at Staples when I return it (we just bought it).

This is our bedroom; the dark brown floors go awesome with the pale cloudy blue. It is hard to tell precisely here, especially with the attractive painter’s paper protecting the windowsill.

Moving Day is Saturday. And Sunday. And maybe Monday, too.

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