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Amy - 2012-03-09 04:15:04
I think that we are only equipped to handle so much pain. We will stop registering pain that has reached a certain level. Also, as the pain goes up, our awareness goes down. We keep our heads down, plodding forward, ignoring everything else. Clarity goes out the window. The good thing is that once that pain is gone, we will stop and assess the situation. Our heads will clear and we will make good choices. The apartment on your property sounds like a nice place. I admit, I was imagining an actual toolshed. Your whole property sounds lovely. Enjoy fixing it up!
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stepfordtart - 2012-03-09 04:47:56
Oh, it sounds just LOVELY! I must admit, I did kind of imagine you stepping out of your back door to find Ex sitting on a lawn chair, in your yard, clipping his toenails. Im glad that isnt the case, but he's STILL TOO DAMN CLOSE FOR COMFORT! A house you can hand on is a wonderful thing. s x
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Stephanie - 2012-03-09 07:07:26
Daniel has never been a homeowner, either, and is absolutely clueless when it comes to anything related to any kind of maintenance. I change most of the lightbulbs, and, when the bathroom doorknobs get loose, I'm the one who digs out the screwdriver and tightens the screws. I'm also the one who calls the professionals when necessary. My first husband was the exact opposite. I hope my next will be somewhere in the middle. Heh.
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cccerberus - 2012-03-09 22:02:43
Your place sounds amazing.
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Amy - 2012-03-10 00:55:56
Hahaha, yeah. The plotline goes beyond ridiculous, and I realized early on that it's best to not ask too many questions. Many times while watching with Adam I've had to remind him, "Don't try to make sense of it! It's better that way. Trust me."
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