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There it is, folks, the "For Sale" sign is up in front of the house. G and I spent the last couple of days making the inside look nice as well, so the house has never looked so good. Do we really live here? Let's enjoy it for the little time we have left!

In other news, I just inherited a sewing box, possibly the ugliest ever created by man, from my parents' neighbour's mother. Hardly the first, nor second, nor even second-last colour I would have chosen, but it's full of thread, needles, elastic, buttons and zippers. Free notions, wheeee!

This air is crushing me. x_x