I sigh as I move the last box into the house. It was hot out and I was sweating. I couldn't stand this heat at all. My grandparents had to take a break, they were both too old for this and the heat was getting to them. I told them I would finish it myself, and had to go through them telling me it was too hot for me to do it myself. Yes, it is hot, but the house is cool. So I am fine. I sit on the porch, watching the neighborhood. I am happy I'm by my friends. I can't wait to actually be fully moved into this house. It'll be fun! I hope. I mean, you can never be too sure about what might happen. Well, let's see...