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The dreaded phone call
ReverLast month, my family and I were served with an eviction letter since it was taking us a while to move out and find a new place to move into. I was so stressed that it triggered my low blood pressure and arthritis which put me in a lot of pain. I apologize for not updating during the entire August, but it was a stressful month for me. I am back to updating, and I will try to update regularly as best as I can, although I am still recovering in my health. Thank you all for your patience with me. My best regards.
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