Because it is now almost a month since this day, and I honestly don’t remember. When that happens to me, I look at my calendar first. Then I look at my pictures and see what happened that day. The pictures from that day are basically shit I was trying to sell and a picture of me sweaty and gross. I must have played Just Dance. One roomie moved out this day. Shit. That’s jogging my memory.
I was quite content staying in bed for a while, but I started to hear stuff upstairs. Then I remembered my roomie was moving out. She was lucky to have her parents and brother come help and she said she was done within 4 hours. That’s awesome! I was hoping our move would be seamless as well, because at that point, I had already called to set up movers for next weekend. (We’ll get there).
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