8:16am I have moved all the temporary furniture out of the bedrooms and living/dining room. Movers aren’t here yet. I am sitting on the mission style bench in the kitchen. A little different perspective. I am drinking coffee, watching my fish. I have been feeding her from a trial packet that is almost empty. And is probably five years old. I bought her new food. The pieces are too big. She is struggling to eat them! I feel emotionally attached to the fish. She is my roommate. apparently I am pretty lonely. I am getting emotionally attached to my two little plants too. I need to re-pot them. An employee gave me some potting soil. I should do that later today.
Do something
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