And you may tell yourself, This is not my beautiful house!

Moved abodes this weekend. FROM: beautifully painted, clean, well-maintained 2/1 HOUSE with giant kitchen and yard and carport and laundry room (complete with ancient but functioning washer and dryer) and roommate TO: dirty, small, dirty, small, 1/1 un-well-maintained apartment with a tiny kitchen NO laundry and an overweight and cranky cat. I am not excited about this, as you can probably tell. Its hard to believe that its been THREE MONTHS since this whole housing debacle began. Time, she really flew by. And last night as I unpacked and cleaned and cleaned and cleaned I kept looking around at my old stuff in this new place and hearing, "And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack...And you may ask yourself-well...how did I get here?"