I spent the night in my new home last night. Going to sleep there was fine. Waking up there, not so much. After six months of going through the business and heartbreak of getting divorced and setting my children and me up with a new place to live, it's official:
My printed stationery is obsolete. I have a new credit card that I haven't memorized, I double-check myself when giving my phone number and I don't know where anything is in...
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