The View from a Drawbridge

The random musings of a bridgetender with entirely too much time on her hands.

So, I’m trying to get out of my rental lease early, in order to move into my new (to me) house. That means I need to swallow really hard and allow potential renters to root around in my underwear drawer in my absence. My dog Quagmire is less than thrilled by this process. You’ve got …

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