“My bags are packed… I’m ready to go.. I’m standing here outside your door… I hate to wake you up to say Goodbye…..” I’m not leavin’ on a jet plane, but I am leaving in a few days time and I’m sure not as lonesome as John Denver was in the original song. I’m ecstatic!…
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I write to you today from the floor of what was once my fully furnished living room, surrounded by boxes and items that have not yet been boxed up. We’ve sold a ton of our furniture a lot faster than we originally thought we would so we’ve resorted to living a little like squatters which…
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