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Like I confessed last night: it is hard to keep up with changes in our flat. And I am not talking about friends only (each visit starts with 'oh, it has changed in here AGAIN!'). I feel so bad whenever I start moving furniture when I am alone and when my husband comes back, he looks like he entered the wrong flat and went to the neighbours by mystake. He keeps asking, where things are and I get mad, but the truth is - they travel around the flat and it must be hard to keep up with it. Yesterday my family went out for one hour maybe and I only wanted to move the bed to remove a wasted floor mat...yeah, right... look where it brought me:
Przepraszam, skarbie, wiesz, że Cię kocham, prawda?
Sorry, honey, you know I love you, right?
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