I am beyond stressed. I hate moving now more than I thought. Hoss has a mini vacation going. He's in the new apartment (which is totally costing us a fortune, but downtown BR, next to a dog park - what more could we ask for), while I'm stuck with the pups and packing up. He's just missing cable because poor baby can't hook it up correctly (or it's not working).
But it's day 3 of his new job and seems to be working out well and I'm ready to move with him. So it's time to start the job hunt.
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