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we are moving
ceiling caved in in emily's room
we are not injured, though very fucking frazzled (emily did get hit
on the foot by a flying piece of drywall--I exploded into hysteria)
I'd been standing under the ceiling where it fell in 30 seconds before.
James is out of town.
I need sleep.
James' mom is supposed to come by today--the house is a mess--contents of the closet strewn all over the downstairs.
I have a big mess to clean up (not as big as it could be thanks to
miska and andrew)
I will continue crying now
we are not injured, though very fucking frazzled (emily did get hit
on the foot by a flying piece of drywall--I exploded into hysteria)
I'd been standing under the ceiling where it fell in 30 seconds before.
James is out of town.
I need sleep.
James' mom is supposed to come by today--the house is a mess--contents of the closet strewn all over the downstairs.
I have a big mess to clean up (not as big as it could be thanks to
miska and andrew)
I will continue crying now
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Hope the wee button toes on the bairn are unmarred by the drywall.
I'm so sorry!
Is there anything I can do?
Do you need chocolate?