This week started off shitastical. Drew and I bickered like an old married couple on monday about the wedding, about moving, about money and about money and about money and about money and about money. And then we argued about who's fault everything is. This is what makes it obvious that we're meant to be together. If you ever catch us in an argument, we sound like we've been married forty years.
It was always like that. ;)
But today, I was worried about everyone. My sister called this morning bawling about the car making weird noises and not letting her go more than 20 mph. So then I was worried about her. And I've been worried about Drew because lately his uncle's been working his ass off.
I swear if they made worrying a sport, I'd be the world champion.
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