My parents flew out this morning. They really did it. They really left and I managed to prevent them from moving in with me. How I prevented this
miracle tragedy (already drunk while writing this...) is still a mystery to me. Of course, I still need to stay vigilant to make sure that I don't end up with family members mooching off of me later, but I think we've set a good precedent.
I can breath now. I may not even need a bottle of wine to go to bed with. Starting tomorrow...
4 comments:
Yay! I'm glad you survived.
congratulations! (i think! ha ha)
smiles, bee
Yay SQT!
Maybe just a thermos of bourbon on the nightstand, in case you wake up from a bad dream?
Congrats on weathering it. Whew.
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