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So I am moving. Again. This is the 3rd time since january. At this rate I'm scared to unpack. I also have to get rid of my dio dog. Its sad but I can't have him and the buddha at the new house, plus I can't afford to keep taking care of 2 large dogs. I can give them all the love and attention they need but spending 100 dollars a month on food alone is killing me. That doesn't count toys and treats and chews and vet visits and flea medicine...


I feel like every time I move I start over. But this move should be a good change for me. The yard is bigger, the upstairs has been converted into a yoga/workout room. Bills will be cheaper, I can ride my bike to work, plus my new room mate (who is actually my boss) has already graduated cosmetology school so maybe I can learn a thing or two from her.


*siigh* that's how I feel right now.