I have to go to my old house today to sort thru some stuff with my soon-to -be-ex-husband and to sign a listing agreement for the sale of the house. I can't imagine anything more depressing. This is the house that I dreamed of watching my daughters walk down the staircase in their wedding gowns to be married in. That won't be happenning. This will also be the second time this week that I have had to go out there. I was there Mon and I cried half the time as I picked through things. I just don't know how to walk thru this again and I already had 1 drink.
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