Unless you've been living under a rock, you know that.
1. We are relocating!
2. We are both sick. Miserably sick.
While Josh is at work, I have been shuffling loads of crap back and forth. Loads like dis-
1. We are relocating!
2. We are both sick. Miserably sick.
While Josh is at work, I have been shuffling loads of crap back and forth. Loads like dis-
I mean, who knew that my tiny little car could haul so much stuff? After hours of being left alone with loads that size I felt a little like this-
But today, I feel a little like this-
My arms. I can't feel them. But the show must go on, and I sit here now taking an extended break and drinking Emergen-C. It tastes like mucus. And lemon scented toilet bowl cleaner. Worst. Combo. Ever. Anyway- I AM SO EXCITED TO BE GETTING OUT OF THIS HOUSE!!!!
Forget the sickness.
Welcome to my house.
I look forward smores this winter. And painting by the fire. And sleeping by the fire. And eating by the fire. And cuddling with Boog by the fire. I love fireplaces :).
A proper sized kitchen! Not only does this kitchen not take up 1/3 of my house for no good reason, it has cabinets, and storage, and a garbage disposal, and a dishwasher, and a working oven, and a microwave with a vent, and and and there isn't a mold colony mounting a defensive maneuver in my fridge!!!! I think I may have peed a little.
Look at the view from my bedroom. Isn't it lovely? I can't see my neighbors 5000 cars anywhere, or garbage, or shady drug deals. How wonderful.
Quick, get the defibrillator before I go into shock. I just graduated from three, count 'em, three inches of bathroom counter space to two and a half feet. Did I mention I now have two bathrooms, each with a five foot mirror? Do you know what this means? Do you? This means I no longer have to stand on the toilet seat to make sure my outfit doesn't look like it was selected by my little brother. AND, and the fans work. Do you know what THAT means? No mold. Hey, and check out the tub. Not only is it leak proof, but there is enough room to do that whole mini-tsunami thing.
Yeaaaaaa.
And this, this my friends is my closet. It's so special it even has it's own light. It's enormous. This means I no longer have to stash clothes under my bed.... or on the couch... or in the bathroom... or in bins. Yes, my previous closet was that small. And speaking of storage, I have it everywhere. I just might, MIGHT, have a clean house now, hallelujah, praise the Lord!












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