I work in a skyscraper. I suppose that it maybe should just be called a "high rise building" but it is probably taller than any building in my hometown of Fresno (with the possible exception of the courthouse) so I feel like it counts as a skyscraper.
Micah and I live next store (EDIT: next store? really? obviously I mean next door) to his sister and her husband. This was not on purpose (they chose to look in the same apartment community we were in and the unit next store was the only one available after their wedding) and we are not on a sitcom or a reality show. It is actually kind of nice.
We also live across the street from a walmart. This is significantly less nice.
I strung popcorn to decorate our tree and the cat destroyed it.
Vacation is in less than two weeks. I am so excited.
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