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balsamandash) wrote2016-04-29 08:16 am
balsamandash) wrote2016-04-29 08:16 am
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So, hey:
I finally told my grandmother I'm moving.
I need to run plans by a few people before I can cement them, but if things work out how I want them, I'll be out of Walmart by mid-May, and moved out of my grandmother's by the 25th, so when I come home from the music festival at the end of May, I will just be able to go home. (And... then we're moving into a new apartment up there immediately but I'd rather have my stuff up there for the short hop to the new place. At least then I don't throw my family into the moving mix, and also I am out.)
I am excited. I am terrified. I am gonna be convinced I'm going to fuck it up somehow until it's actually done. But I finally fucking did it.
I need to run plans by a few people before I can cement them, but if things work out how I want them, I'll be out of Walmart by mid-May, and moved out of my grandmother's by the 25th, so when I come home from the music festival at the end of May, I will just be able to go home. (And... then we're moving into a new apartment up there immediately but I'd rather have my stuff up there for the short hop to the new place. At least then I don't throw my family into the moving mix, and also I am out.)
I am excited. I am terrified. I am gonna be convinced I'm going to fuck it up somehow until it's actually done. But I finally fucking did it.
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