Signing that lease was the scariest thing I’ve done all year. Granted, the year is only four days old, but the terror will no doubt linger throughout the rest of 2010, springing up at the most unexpected of moments to make my heart skip a beat.
But after I shove the terror out of sight, it is replaced by something that, in all of its trepidation and expectation, resembles excitement.
This gypsy won’t be living out of a suitcase this year. Who would have thought?
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