I know Gabrielle's real name, but on the advice of legal counsel I'll go ahead and leave out her last name on this post.
I don't know Gabrielle personally, but I sure feel like I do. Gabrielle used to own the house I currently live in.
Seven years ago, the Hubs and I bought this house when it was a foreclosure. This was before the big foreclosure boom that's been going on for years now and it was sort of rare to find a foreclosure in those days.
When we bought the house I didn't know anyone who lived in a foreclosure and I felt a little bad capitalizing on someone else's downturn.
I felt like maybe the house was "sad." (No, actually I was worried the house might be possessed a la Amityville Horror.) I had nightmares for the first couple of weeks we lived here. Most of the time I had nightmares about Gabrielle and her family.
My kids have been in school for a little over two weeks. They love school. They can't wait to see their friends, they thrive when they have a routine and they adore their teachers. I love that they love school, because it makes my job so much easier that I don't have to fight them out the door every morning and they're happy when they get home every afternoon.
HOWEVER, my kids are certain - absolutely certain - that as much as they loooove school, they are missing some good stuff at home. They are positive that the Hubs and I are having a ton of fun without them.
Here is what they think we're doing all day while they're at school:
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