I was a mermaid in a past life

Here's my overgrown garden space!

Thought I would snap a quick pic of the books I've been saving for reading at the new apartment.

My dad's coming down to help me pack so I get to show him the apartment! He's going to go to see if he can get his phone fixed while I get some groceries.

Fall, you monster!

I'm sweating.

I'm sitting outside and this lady shouts at me from across the street like "Are you okay?" because I am sitting out here by myself. So she comes over here and sits on the bench and starts talking. She's had a bit too much to drink, I think, so I show her some pet pictures ("Is that a cat???") and let her vent because I'm not much of a talker and if she wants to vent, whatever.

So she starts rooting around in her purse and says she can't find her phone but her friend lives next door. I'm like "Okay it's just around the corner" so I start walking with her, and this woman is wobbling so I let her hold on to my rollator, and we get around the corner and there are these two guys there and they seem to know her and I'm like "Are you going to be okay here?" and she's like "Yeah, they're my friends." (Doubt) So I'm just like "Okay well I'll be just around the corner if you need me to call a cab."

Fucking. What just happened.

When you get to the new apartment, you do not have to unpack everything all at once.