It's weird though, I felt some kinda way about seeing my stuff float out of my house. There is something about that whole experience that just didn't feel right.
People were like scavengers. It was weird to see. This one woman came in and bought things I hadn't expected anyone to take. In my guest bathroom upstairs this woman took the decorator towels I had hanging up. They were cute but I just wasn't expecting anyone to want them. I had a small basket on the sink counter in the bathroom with things guests would need if they forgot to bring them like toothbrush, toothpaste, soap, lotion, shampoo, all kinds of stuff and she took that. She even took the dirty rug I had laying by the door for people to wipe their feet on when they came in. I REALLY wasn't expecting that one.
It's all good. I feel really at peace right now so that's a good thing. It's weird, I was thinking about my nieces yesterday and realized I was going to miss them like crazy. Would it be wrong for me to kidnap them and drag them to Atlanta with me?
OK, off to visit your blogs.
