-Today we were supposed to be meeting the movers at our new house to move our stuff in. Instead our stuff is still sitting in storage up in Ohio. Costing us money, every. single. day.<\/p>\n
-Today I got the news that it will be next week before I even hear if we are making progress towards closing on the house.<\/p>\n
-Today I got flowers from my realtor in Ohio (thanks Tiffany) and I almost started to cry.<\/p>\n
-Today I want my old house back. I want my old life back.<\/p>\n
-Wednesdays at 3:30 was Blake’s guitar lessons. It’s 3:19 and my heart sank just thinking how he hasn’t touched his guitar since we moved.<\/p>\n
-Austin would be in the middle of hell week for lacrosse.<\/p>\n
-Today I would be cooking dinner in a kitchen big enough to put more than one pot on the counter. I wouldn’t be snapping at Eva ever time she walks into the kitchen (I step on her constantly because I turn around and there she is and there just isn’t room for two people- no matter how short!)<\/p>\n
-Today I would go back.<\/p>\n
-Today I am frantically typing before Blake gets off the bus and pretends to not see my cry. Because he knows why.<\/p>\n
-Today I just want a home. To start our new life.<\/p>\n
-Today I have begun looking for bigger rentals as a back-up plan. Our lease here is up at the end of March.<\/p>\n
-Today I am just feeling a little sorry for myself.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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