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Either Lynne didn't read the last entry yet, or she's withholding comment until later. I'd like to think that she accepts it all as my feelings in the matter, but humans are too damn defensive for that. Still, Hope is Eternal, right? Either way, we are talking again and it's not uncomfortable. This mess will leave a scar, but it will heal.
I'm glad I got it off my chest ... typos and all. I think it was even coherent.
Anyway, I totally forgot the other big news. My parents will NOT be going to Scotland after all. Apparently, the lady who had hired them wrote them an e-mail and told them that Due to Family Circumstances, the position is not longer being offered.
How rude ... but they are more ready for the next opportunity than they were before. For one thing, half their stuff is gone! LOL! *shrug* They'll just go out and buy more. They tried to have a garage sale last weekend. I'm told that it was horribly slow. Not a whole lot went. I told Albert to just take the screens to the eco-station for disposal. He asked if they were working. They were. He said he's take them to a company that donates them to ... underprivileged or something like that. I forget exactly where.
People are coming to the slow realisation that I drive a truck. My parents have me hauling stuff, my boss (currently doing landscaping) wants me to haul in some loose manure ... sigh. I don't mind too much, I guess ... price of driving a truck, I guess.
Lynne left some cryptic violence on her LiveJournal ... it's gonna bug me. You know it will.
Sweet Dreams!
Garage sales... *sigh* My step mom loved to go shopping at garage sales. Buying things other people don't want, that she didn't even want. Our second garage was eventually filled to the roof with .. "stuff". We had to haul it away on a flatbed truck. >.>
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