Months later my mom comes up to me and says she has talked with Jimmy and he said we were welcomed to come live with him in Florida.
All of this came as a shock to me as I had forgotten about him. I didn't want to but then again I've HAVENT had many choices or options throughout my life.
Moving from Virginia all the way down to tropical Florida was not an okay situation for me, all I've ever known by that time was the snow winters and pine trees. I didn't want palm trees and 80 degree weather everyday!
Months later.
We moved.
Once again I didn't want to do this and I thought this was a bad idea from the start, but of course moms have to always be right. Right? WRONG!
This whole part of my life is a blur and I don't remember anything except that my grandma came along and the whole thing lasted about a WEEK! And turns out he was super up tight and extremely cheep and rude bla bla bla all the things I said would happen to my mom before hand...
she reached out to our only family, her sister and her husband to come to Florida so we could all move into a townhouse in palm beach. And so that happened.
Total schools count: 3
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Random thoughts//life sucks
RandomStory of mah self it's boring to you but if I die tomorrow my story will be told👏🏻
