tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919800139820870104.post2876669321661947193..comments2023-10-05T07:10:11.668-05:00Comments on Sunset Pig: Day 41: Everybody's wearing a disguise to hide what they've got left behind their eyes.Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10797420534168841098noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919800139820870104.post-76512496580076752752008-03-01T23:17:00.000-05:002008-03-01T23:17:00.000-05:00Hard to see this as the forward "progress" that it...Hard to see this as the forward "progress" that it is, but it is. When we live amid relics it's nearly impossible not to feel dead.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919800139820870104.post-84645592123569462892008-03-01T12:03:00.000-05:002008-03-01T12:03:00.000-05:00As much as it hurts, maybe this is a step toward f...As much as it hurts, maybe this is a step toward freedom, one more step toward empowerment.luhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14486545199810361580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919800139820870104.post-76939385512887100882008-03-01T01:39:00.000-05:002008-03-01T01:39:00.000-05:00i know how this is. (hugs)i know how this is. (hugs)Livhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09154719979114564561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919800139820870104.post-47405151352406118172008-03-01T00:10:00.000-05:002008-03-01T00:10:00.000-05:00next time, leave the house! go to starbucks! i cou...next time, leave the house! go to starbucks! i couldn't take it either.<BR/>i'm sure you dont' want to leave. no words. I've been there a thousand times - thinking i'd have to sell. so far, so good, but I know how it is (to some degree).Farrellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01322144788826667458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919800139820870104.post-56830282704326166542008-02-29T21:35:00.000-05:002008-02-29T21:35:00.000-05:00It must be a rough time. I remember looking at hou...It must be a rough time. <BR/><BR/>I remember looking at houses with my parents once--this one house was not ready to show--among other things the woman had her bra draped over a lamp. The realtor whispered to my mom, sotto-voice "Divorce, she doesn't want to sell."Jenn @ Juggling Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14455967210924573398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919800139820870104.post-52836006395703766432008-02-29T15:22:00.000-05:002008-02-29T15:22:00.000-05:00I'm so sorry you have to leave your home. That mus...I'm so sorry you have to leave your home. That must be so hard.<BR/><BR/>If it matters, I like your stuff exactly where it is.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11342425698876916791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919800139820870104.post-65094228649348677452008-02-29T14:30:00.000-05:002008-02-29T14:30:00.000-05:00I have never been around when my house was being s...I have never been around when my house was being shown for that very reason, and I can hardly believe anyone would make such comments with you in earshot! How rude! Worry not, the difference between blogging and an Open House is that YOU get to choose what people see in your blog. You can keep readers out of your head, but you can't keep buyers out of your kitchen!Jeff Weekshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16813251846031408473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919800139820870104.post-86851534808153970232008-02-29T14:10:00.000-05:002008-02-29T14:10:00.000-05:00I'd love to be able to afford one :)I'd love to be able to afford one :)flutterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11828689769747130419noreply@blogger.com