Really though, I'd like to be in new england...where it's cool and I picture people having fall parties where they bob for apples (I don't know I guess I saw it on a movie one time or something) and where I could work from home, writing mystery novels while sipping my hot chocolate and staring out the window from my seaside villa.
And when someone dies and their house needs to be cleaned out DON'T CALL US, WE'RE LIVING IN NEW ENGLAND and if someone's in the hospital and needs a bedside vigal DON'T BOTHER LETTING US KNOW, WE'RE IN NEW ENGLAND, and all this petty, crappy, suck filled day to day drama that both my family and Craig's tends to produce in magnitudes, well soon it won't matter because I'LL BE IN NEW ENGLAND.
Things I officially won't worry about once I move:
- Feverishly planning and replanning holiday parties to try and accomodate everyone's schedule. When I fly in for my "once a year" everyone will work around MY schedule, and MY time.
- Family vacations. Enough said.
- Hearing a loved one utter the words "where've you been, haven't seen you in forever". See, when I'm in new england everyone will know where I am and it won't be a question.
- Stepping outside and breaking into a sweat.
- Hearing people say "Hot enough for ya?" daily.
- Dealing with ridiculous public issues at my job.
- Getting daily updates on what outrageous new stunt some crazy family member has pulled.
- Dividing out time equally among family, when we're in new england, EVERYONE LOSES.
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