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Creeping Forward
To the best of my knowledge, the move I’m about to make will be my fourteenth–not counting any moving my parents did while I still lived at home. Most–all but four–took place when I was in my twenties and involved moves between apartments. This is just the second time I’ve moved out of a house,…
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Out of the Old and Into the New
Since my ex and I decided to split up two months ago, I’ve been in a limbo of sorts–an uncomfortable place between my old life and a new normal. Patience has never been my forte, and I’ve been chomping at the bit to get through this transition. Hard to believe I’m almost there. I bought…