Yesterday was THE day.
Since May 8th, I’ve been counting down to August
1st – the day I would move back to Tempe – and yesterday was finally
it.
It still hasn’t set in yet. Hasn’t really hit me that Tempe is now my permanent (for the next few years
anyway) home, that this house I’m in will be mine for the next 12 months. I don’t
have to go back to working at the mall, don’t have to live at my mother’s
anymore. Once it does really set in, I’m sure I’m going to cry or something,
because that’s just what I do, but they’ll be happy, relieved tears.
So, without further ado.
Yesterday I woke up at seven in the morning to get...
