So, I couldnt handle the suspense. I called the property management company and it turns out that the couple we were competing with got their application for the house in first, and they are approved. So unless for some crazy reason they decide to move somewhere else, its thiers.
And I had just moved all of our furniture in (in my imagination).
Everyone (except me) seems to think that this only means there is a better house out there for us.
Coupled with this is the fact that I had an awful dream last night. In my dream, Pancho was hanging out with some friends, and for some reason, I had to sit and wait in the car while they had dinner and drinks. Of course, they were sitting right by a window, right by the car. I woke up exausted from being so steaming mad and crying all night (in my dream).
Better times are sure to be on thier way. Right?
2 comments:
Ey, I was already imagining moving with the help of my homies and thn having a BBQ to thank them. Chicken/turkey birgers and all!!!! I;'m wih you, chula.
Tu pinche pancho
estoy borracho. iiiDe Pecho!!!
yo se.
sabias que yo te amo a ti un chingo?
pos, suerte mi amor.
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