The painters started painting the house today. The windows are all covered in plastic and even though I know I won't suffocate, if I think about it long enough, it is hard to breathe. I feel like the bubble boy if the bubble boy was a short Jewish girl. I can't wait to see what it will look like when it is all done. I am already sad that I will have to leave my yellow house so soon. How could anything in a yellow house ever be sad? When we're traveling, Karen will bring photos of her kids and I will bring photos of my house. Coming home will be really good. Coming home from anywhere will be good. Every day I will drive up and scream oh my God, I totally live here!
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