I arrived at my new home to find about a foot of snow. Naturally, I wanted to go jump in it and build a snowman. Then I moved items in this morning and basically almost ended my life. I'm awkwardly really clumsy so the ice on the steps got me pretty bad this morning. Luckily I didn't fall too bad and no one saw how terrible my awkwardness was. Everyone keeps telling me that I'll feel lonely out here but honestly I am perfectly happy worrying about me and Lola (my sister and brother in law's dog). Yep. I'm one of those people now. Knockin out my loneliness with a dog. It's too bad she can't help me move all my stuff in..The struggle is real.
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