Finding a place to live was my priority - I couldn't hand around the graveyard all day. I mean, seriously as horrendous as this last week has been I am pretty sure that it has nothing on Jail. Nope, I couldn't do that, I would be like a bird trapped in a cage. Ugh, I couldn't think of anything worse.
I know that I need to move, but for some sentimental reason I just can't kick my legs into gear. They are not obeying me. I knew coming to the funeral was a bad idea.