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	<title>Comments on: Letting go</title>
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		<title>By: runescape money</title>
		<link>http://www.indigirl.com/blog/2009/05/letting-go/comment-page-1/#comment-5459</link>
		<dc:creator>runescape money</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 08:58:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I feel like time is going incredibly fast and slow at the same time. The weeks/months seem to be crawling...but at the same time, I turn around on Monday and suddenly it is Sunday again</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I feel like time is going incredibly fast and slow at the same time. The weeks/months seem to be crawling&#8230;but at the same time, I turn around on Monday and suddenly it is Sunday again</p>
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		<title>By: Clumsy Knitter</title>
		<link>http://www.indigirl.com/blog/2009/05/letting-go/comment-page-1/#comment-5444</link>
		<dc:creator>Clumsy Knitter</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2009 18:34:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sorry.  That&#039;s a super bummer!  I&#039;m beginning to realize too, that the chances of something crappy happening are directly proportional to how prepared you are...for everything BUT the crappiness.  Best of luck for your move tomorrow!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sorry.  That&#8217;s a super bummer!  I&#8217;m beginning to realize too, that the chances of something crappy happening are directly proportional to how prepared you are&#8230;for everything BUT the crappiness.  Best of luck for your move tomorrow!</p>
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		<title>By: SamLaTricoteuse</title>
		<link>http://www.indigirl.com/blog/2009/05/letting-go/comment-page-1/#comment-5443</link>
		<dc:creator>SamLaTricoteuse</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2009 14:14:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What amazes me is those are the same people who will ask and request respect when they can&#039;t actually provide it - gee !</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What amazes me is those are the same people who will ask and request respect when they can&#8217;t actually provide it &#8211; gee !</p>
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		<title>By: Elizabeth</title>
		<link>http://www.indigirl.com/blog/2009/05/letting-go/comment-page-1/#comment-5442</link>
		<dc:creator>Elizabeth</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2009 13:38:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can empathize. The last time we moved the people moving out delayed both the move and the closing. Our movers had no place to bring our stuff so they drove around the city until they couldn&#039;t any longer, then they parked the truck for the night. We finally got access to our house late in the evening, but we had nothing. Thankfully a friend brought us her yoga mats and some extra blankets. We order a pizza, and then sleep on the floor with our dogs. But we were happy to at least have our house.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can empathize. The last time we moved the people moving out delayed both the move and the closing. Our movers had no place to bring our stuff so they drove around the city until they couldn&#8217;t any longer, then they parked the truck for the night. We finally got access to our house late in the evening, but we had nothing. Thankfully a friend brought us her yoga mats and some extra blankets. We order a pizza, and then sleep on the floor with our dogs. But we were happy to at least have our house.</p>
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