Posted on August 2, 2008 by Aunt B.
I made the mistake of going to Target. This was not Target’s fault. I woke up in a bad mood. I dreamed my mom and dad were getting divorced and my mom wanted the Butcher and me to live with her in a tiny house she would pay for here in Nashville, but she kept [...]
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Posted on August 2, 2008 by Aunt B.
I draped my comforters over the back porch to dry in the hot sun. I’m only sad I don’t have a clothes line so that I can hang my sheets, too.
Which, of course, has me thinking about the whole housing situation, which makes me a little sad. Am I being too picky? Too poor? Ha. [...]
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