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okay, I'm just going to take a deep breath, head back to my housesitting job. (I say back because I already went there once and they were at the neighbours house and I felt stupid hanging around with the dog barking at me) All I want them to do is show me how to run their sprinkler systems and just let me come home.

I'm hoping they aren't insulted that I'm not going to sleep there tonight, even though they asked me to. What's the point of us all staying in the house before they go? I don't relish the idea of sharing a bathroom with them in the morning :P

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I'm always drastically reminded of the fact that no matter how despondent things feel at the moment, they always get better. Usually because of people like my parents, my wonderful friends, people I love.

so... >insert mushy post that explains just how much I adore you all<


oh yeah, and my housesitting people totally didn't care that I wanted to sleep in my own bed tonight.