Nobody puts baillee in the corner

I feel the need to always justify myself. I don’t know if it stems from things in my past or if it stems from my anxiety, but either way, I feel like I owe more of an explanation for this U-Haul situation. 

Initially, I thought I would only have a few things to take back to Austin. I had three friends driving up to help with the dogs and to prevent a full sitcom moment where KP’s ashes ended up in the floorboard of someone’s car. 

However, the more we cleaned out KP’s apartment, the more I realized I was going to keep —— there are just some things I can’t part with. 

We do have a storage unit, but when I say it’s packed…it’s packed. I could maneuver some of the things I want to take in there, but it’ll be a while before I’ll be able to come back for them. 

That’s why I want to get this silly, oversized U-Haul. I want to be able to take everything back with me. I want to be able to have all of these pieces of her and her life with me. 

It’s a big ol’ ask to leave Austin at the crack of dawn and do a round trip. I absolutely get it, especially when the most economical option is a 10’ truck.

Again, I know how crazy of an ask this is. Truly. But I have to try because I just really want to bring all of her stuff home with me. I also think it’ll help Shilo adjust a bit better. 

If you made it this far, I appreciate you. Thank you to everyone who has helped and supported me the past few days. I really appreciate you 🖤