Does anyone remember that movie, Moving, with Richard Pryor and a very young Dana Carvey? No? Well good. It sucked. And, as with all movies about moving, EVERYTHING went wrong. Hell, Dana Carvey ended up turning poor Richard’s Saab into a Mad Max rejec, then Richard chased down his movers in it with a machine gun.
Anyway, none of that happened. It was actually a pretty stress free move. We had great movers. They didn’t damage anything. We even got our kitchen (the brunt of our stuff), living room, and the majority of our and H’s bedroom unpacked. It was great.
Now, if only Hayes would get used to his new room. Poor Jen got up with him at 4 this morning! 4!
me says:
February 23rd, 2006 at 1:26 am
Dude. Updat yo shizz already. I know y’all unpackin’n shit, ut damn!
Oh, and sorry about the lack of sleep and all. Things will settle, give it time.
And then, you best find the keyboard. F’realz