It's going to be hard. When I first saw them I knew they were the ones for me. I had such great expectations of our days together. Disappointed we were rarely in each other's company. I see them everyday, sitting there every time I open the door... the cabinet door. The Rosenthals are my dishes, and I'm sitting here trying to come to terms with letting them go. Tomorrow's our big "NEED TO SELL OUR STUFF TO HIRE BANKRUPTCY ATTORNEY YARD SALE"... Come one, come all; things gotta go.
to be continued.
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