Our side of the duplex is no longer ours; it is now home to renters who say they are clean and will not be moving for a long long time. Let's hope they are right on both counts.
I wonder when my hands will stop smelling like bleach. Or if the new floor will ever be clean; maybe when the bog turns back into a lawn. If would-be renters will stop knocking on the door now.
We both spent most of the day at our "home away from home" wrapping up the last minute details. Now the kids will have to get used to seeing us around more, instead of saying good morning via texts.
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