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I’m moving again. Back to my house on the beach. Back to high electricity bills and my lovely roommate and back to being responsible for making sure my own gallons of milk make their way to the garbage before going bad. I won’t have a fenced in area for Stinky anymore, we’ll be back to walking in the rain, snow, wind and hail all winter until he gets the courage to go the bathroom. Back to buying firewood, bails of hay, pumpkins, and eventually picking out a Christmas tree. Today I called to set up my cable and internet, I can’t wait to being back to waiting for T to get home so we can watch our DVR’ed shows together. My huge closest will soon be full again and I will organize it right away so I can enjoy it for these six months. I can’t wait to be back, but fully. Until then I will slowly move my things in my Volkswagon Golf, take my kitchen things stored in the attic and put them back in cabinets. I will be disorganized for the next month.. getting there is the hardest part.