Deb (debkitty) wrote,
Deb
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The movers are at Grandma's now. I'll be there tomorrow or Sunday for the final once over. It's almost done. I hurt. My family is gone. Yes, I have extended family left, but it isn't the same. I'm at work, not able to think. I drove here on automatic pilot. I just want to curl up and go to sleep and let someone else take care of everything, but there isn't anyone else.
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