Date: 12/23/2025
By nicolezdzieba
I’m in a large house that Brody and I have apparently bought in South Carolina. I tell him that the first thing I want to do is replace the rugs (the house is fully furnished). We end up in one of the bedrooms deciding on the sleeping arrangements because Brody wants to stop keeping me up at night. I tell him he can sleep in the guest room if he wants, but that we should really share a bedroom. I’m folding weird, silk baseball tees when I think about how we’re going to have to move this house to Florida and then suddenly realize that that won’t be happening and that we’re going to live in South Carolina now. I start to hyperventilate and try to explain to Brody why I’m so freaked out, at which point Mrs. Jacque and Mrs. Donna walk past us in the hallway. They stop and ask me why I’m crying and I start to try to explain it. I don’t really want to talk to Mrs. Jacque.