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Guys. The struggle is real. Background: the house I live in is the one I grew up in. My grandmother bought it when she and my grandfather moved to CLE from Nawlins in the late 50s. It’s a beautiful 100-year-old side-by-side duplex (one of the Rockefeller homes on the east side for those familiar with Cleveland history). After my grandma died, and my great aunt went into a home after her hip surgery, my sis and her BF moved on the other side and I joined them when I came home from VA.

My food is on the side my parents occupy (we always are going between both sides for food or laundry or to hang with mom and dad). But right now I’m snuggled in bed nekkid and warm. But I want noms. But this means putting on enough clothing to cross the porch. And it’s cold. Guys, I’m at an impasse.


Anyway, how are y'all?? It's been a while since I've posted!

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