Mark and I have spent all of our evenings this week packing.
I'm tired of boxes and my back hurts.
We are moving in this weekend with my mother in law.
I might become an alcoholic.
I don't want to go but her place is bigger than my parents.
I need Mark to find a job fast, he lost his job when the company he worked for went bankrupt.
He is thinking of going back to school which is why we have to leave our comfy apatment.
These are my last nights of freedom and I'm spending them packing. Great.
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