Post by Lara Brooks on Apr 2, 2009 13:35:13 GMT -6
Lara was making slow progress between the moving van she'd rented and her new first floor apartment. She could only lift so much at a time, had to pee often, and was easily tired after all the stress.
Just now really showing she'd been looking for a place to live for a while now and finally found a small furnished place just a block from work so she could walk everyday. Not a moment too soon, with the way her now ex-boyfriend was acting now that she was showing. Colder, growing more distant, and out of the house when he knew she'd be home...
But that part of her life was over now. "Let the happily ever after, begin!" She told her belly as she started another trip to her new place.
It needed work, though. Beige furniture, brown carpet, white walls. It was very icky and depressing at the moment, but she'd really be able to squeeze a dime living here, and she'd need every single one of them to make it on her own. She'd written her dad, of course, and he'd sent her a check for the deposit for the new place, but she knew she couldn't expect more than that with his new wife and everything.
She sighed, twisting her longish brown hair up into a knot at the back of her head and stabbing it through with a pencil. "We are strong, capable people and we can do this." She told the bump.
Just now really showing she'd been looking for a place to live for a while now and finally found a small furnished place just a block from work so she could walk everyday. Not a moment too soon, with the way her now ex-boyfriend was acting now that she was showing. Colder, growing more distant, and out of the house when he knew she'd be home...
But that part of her life was over now. "Let the happily ever after, begin!" She told her belly as she started another trip to her new place.
It needed work, though. Beige furniture, brown carpet, white walls. It was very icky and depressing at the moment, but she'd really be able to squeeze a dime living here, and she'd need every single one of them to make it on her own. She'd written her dad, of course, and he'd sent her a check for the deposit for the new place, but she knew she couldn't expect more than that with his new wife and everything.
She sighed, twisting her longish brown hair up into a knot at the back of her head and stabbing it through with a pencil. "We are strong, capable people and we can do this." She told the bump.