So I live in California and my fiance works in the oil fields. It was either pack up and move our little family now before the winter or wait until summer. We agreed to move now so he wouldn’t have to miss Christmas, our anniversary, and our eldest son’s birthday. California decided it was not time to leave and it was one thing after another. We broke down in the Tahoe forest and stayed in a bare house up for sale by a family member. Needless to say we are back in our old apartment unpacking. California kept us and I’m not mad about it
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