Today I had the folks over to help me unpack. Smart me, I put my dad on breaking-down-boxes contol. Otherwise, he'd go through my files and other personal information. Hell, I know better than that. Mom and I got the bedroom into reasonable shape - for tonight, and ongoing, I have a bed to sleep in. I feel like I'm an adult again.
And, on the plus side, I didn't kill my dad. I only had to endure 10 stories about his apartments in Whichita. I'm not sure I can explain how much I don't care about his experiences.
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3 comments:
There is no substitute for a grown-up girl bed, is there?
Glad you didn't kill your dad and that you're more settled in.
Love ya!
Good to see you in! Keep in touch!
Your archived videos from u tube are no longer available! How can we live without dick in a box??!?!
lol
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