Bailey moved out today, officially.
Devastated might be an understatement. She moved about an hour and a half away and I am so used to seeing her every day, I don’t really know how I’m going to exist. I helped move some of their stuff in and met their upstairs neighbors who coincidentally are 2 lesbian couples. I am incredibly proud of her though for getting her shit together and getting a place. She has come so far since this time last year. The house is really nice and I’m so jealous, I’ll probably be sleeping on her couch at least one night a week.
