The house we wanted, the house I had already moved into mentally, is pending for sale. Someone else will be living in my house, the house that should be mine.
And I'm still waiting for someone to feel the same way about ours.
Forgive me if I bury my sorrows in a Diet Coke. I really do think I might cry.
Friday, May 02, 2008
I have a blue attitude
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2 comments:
Mentally sending you some butter cookies.
Oh no! I hope you find another that you feel the same about. You will.
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