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I just had one of those sickening moments of realization.
David's been obsessed with fixing iTunes, removing all those darn duplicates that showed up when we loaded the photos from Steph's camera. I couldn't understand why he was so concerned, why he was bothering to put in all that effort. After all, the duplicates weren't hurting anything. Just now I figured it out: this is David's computer. When he leaves, he'll take it with him. He wants me to be able to take all my stuff off it easily so that I will have it when he's gone. Oh.
I am so calm and collected about this most of the time, then something like this will dawn on me and my stomach twists strangely and it becomes real again and so strange and such a change, how different it's all going to be.
But I will be so, so glad to never wake up to them screaming at each other on the stairs that it almost balances how much I will miss the goodness, the sense of family, the christmas mornings and the birthday parties and and the nights spent breathlessly racing through some new series on DVD. Loss and change and growth. It's all for the best, I hope. Just hard to deal with sometimes.
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In other news, have you ever tried to shop for clothing with no cotton in it? EVERYTHING HAS COTTON IN IT. IT'S IMPOSSIBLE. It took me five hours (!!) to finally find what I was looking for for a reasonable price -- paying $45 for a tank top is simply beyond my comprehension. But I can't bring cotton clothes on this camping trip because they absorb water and odors and will make life unpleasant for me.
David's been obsessed with fixing iTunes, removing all those darn duplicates that showed up when we loaded the photos from Steph's camera. I couldn't understand why he was so concerned, why he was bothering to put in all that effort. After all, the duplicates weren't hurting anything. Just now I figured it out: this is David's computer. When he leaves, he'll take it with him. He wants me to be able to take all my stuff off it easily so that I will have it when he's gone. Oh.
I am so calm and collected about this most of the time, then something like this will dawn on me and my stomach twists strangely and it becomes real again and so strange and such a change, how different it's all going to be.
But I will be so, so glad to never wake up to them screaming at each other on the stairs that it almost balances how much I will miss the goodness, the sense of family, the christmas mornings and the birthday parties and and the nights spent breathlessly racing through some new series on DVD. Loss and change and growth. It's all for the best, I hope. Just hard to deal with sometimes.
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In other news, have you ever tried to shop for clothing with no cotton in it? EVERYTHING HAS COTTON IN IT. IT'S IMPOSSIBLE. It took me five hours (!!) to finally find what I was looking for for a reasonable price -- paying $45 for a tank top is simply beyond my comprehension. But I can't bring cotton clothes on this camping trip because they absorb water and odors and will make life unpleasant for me.