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My daughter and her boyfriend signed for a house this morning...

My daughter has a house....

My daughter ...has...a house...

How the hell does that even happen so fast? I swear she was playing Wendy House and finger-painting my walls only yesterday.
I suddenly feel absolutely ancient and very inadequate, since I have no means to get any furniture into said house for her.
The really good news is that it's not in this town, but in a much newer area about fifteen miles away, near the next main town - and on the bus route.

Excuse me while I go take a fit of the vapors...

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[jenilees.livejournal.com]

I feel you, mine just started her third year of university. It feels like I just dropped her off for the first year, yesterday. I'm pretty sure the years are picking up speed. :(
As for some of the furnishing, we used a lot of milk crates when we were first living together. They make great book cases and little end tables. Getting your hands on them might be a problem these days but back then they'd give them to you.

[anniespinkhouse.livejournal.com]

Milk crates are not so easy to come by these days. Oh, the supermarket age!
Those years definitely accelerate.