92 Days, 12 Hours and 2 Minutes

I shouldn’t have moved in before the house was properly vacated and cleaned out.  I’m finding all kinds of personal things in the strangest of hiding places.  I told the realtor but she was condescending, as always. I doubt she’s going to do anything about it.

I found a journal.  I started reading it but stopped after only a few pages.  What if the owner comes back to get it and I know all these things about her? Well, I’m assuming it’s a woman.  I’d have to read more to be sure.  I can’t really be bothered with this. Summer is fast approaching and the garden needs a lot of work. That should be my priority.

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