Today's the day that I will lock the door for the last time.

It kinda feels like I'm locking the door to my past.

The past when I felt the happiest.

It kinda sucks.

No, it does suck.

The 28th is the closing date on my folk's house. That will be the last day that I can ever walk in the front door and remember them sitting in their matching blue chairs, drinking wine with smiles on their faces because we just walked in the front door.

After I close that door for the last time I'm going to get:

Drunk as a dry hump*



* thanks Anne, love the saying.

On a dare from the hub....

I pierced my nose.

Bad ass...that's what I'm becoming :)