Our old place wasn't very nice, it was poky and cluttered and I was ashamed of it, didn't -- couldn't -- have it at all how I'd like. So I always went to visit my friends.
The new house still has a long way to go, I think, but it's still so much better and anyway my friends don't care. I'm just so not used to being the one who gets to wave goodbye and close the door with a sense of satisfaction.
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Date: 2014-05-09 07:31 pm (UTC)The new house still has a long way to go, I think, but it's still so much better and anyway my friends don't care. I'm just so not used to being the one who gets to wave goodbye and close the door with a sense of satisfaction.