That's the only way to describe the weather for the last two days. Horribly windy, dark, snowy. I don't like to drive in it, not at all.
But I have to get home from work some how, so I brave the elements, try not to break my ass in the parking lot, and start meandering my way home.
Last night's drive was the first time I've ever been pulled over. I almost shit. I mean, I knew I wasn't doing anything wrong in terms of speeding, but I think everyone gets a guilty conscience when they see flashing lights.
My license plate light was burned out. *rolls eyes* The cop told me to get it fixed and then drove off. How boring! I think part of me expected something exciting, like a library book fine or something that had a bench warrant attached. Boo. Oh, well.
This weekend will see me cleaning, organizing, and de-cluttering in anticipation for the big move! I'm starting to freak out a tad, but I think that's understandable. How often do you import your significant other from over 1,000 miles away?
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Where's the Derek's Home Post?? Whatever. Don't tell me you're busy. :)
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