My dad just left to Pennsylvania for his job. He got a manager job at Uber, and it pays A LOT of money, but he won't be here for during the week. :( His package arrived and my mom said "dad's package arrived!" When she said that my sister and I thought since we heard the door open, and we heard dad, we thought he was here :( HUhhhhh now I have to be the "man" of the house again. I cleaned dishes and did a bit of laundry today, so I'm proud. But early today I heard footsteps and thought it was my dad. Then I remembered. God, it's going to be hard to adjust.
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