So I'm in the middle of swapping houses. I've turned in the keys on my old rental house, but we're still waiting for the carpet to dry so we can move the furniture in on my new rental house. I've been camped on a friend's couch in my sleeping bag the last two nights.
I was on the way to brush my teeth this evening (at my friend's house) and noticed the minute amount of toothpaste left in my "trial size" that I had been carrying with me since the start of Christmas vacation.
"It's a close race!" I called to my friend upstairs. "Which will I run out of first? My welcome or my toothpaste?"
The answer came back immediately: "Your toothpaste!"
I have a wonderful friend!
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