I woke up late. Kim left for work and told me not to worry about having a place to sleep. I was frantic in trying to get a hold of Michaela. I was so nervous.
Michaela had texted me that she was in the hospital. OK, at least she's real. I felt bad because I was pushy, but I needed to make sure I had a place to live before I started work on Monday. She got me in touch with her former roommate who said she'd meet me to give me the keys TOMORROW. Fine.
I slept the day away, watched lifetime movies, and ordered my bed to be delivered tomorrow. My bank account was getting low. At least I know I am closer to settling down. Kim got home from work late at night. We drank some more and talked a lot. Her house is adorable. Salem is quaint. I love it.
To bed I go. Tomorrow, I move into my new home and Monday, my new life officially starts.
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