12th Night and Moving
Event Stuff:
-Sweet, sweet kiss of burlap. Sweet. Sweeeeet. Mmmmmm.
-Kind friends and relations. Love to all!
-Extra sugar frosting on Bel's Birthday cake. Wheeeeeee! My edges blurred and merriment was had by spectators. Well done.
-Lots of prezzies. Oo! I have a new miniMateo the first, which is perfect. And a BarMaster Deluxe, which will aid me in my troubled times ("How does that toast go again? Oh! I can check it with my BarMaster Deluxe while I double-check the ingredients in this drink, because, dang, ewwww, I did something wrong."). And I have hot cocoa and an uber-bag and toys and a candle and lavender stuff for my bath or my armor bag and smelly oil stuff. And more! Food to eat, hugs to take. Favorite holiday this year.
-Lapful of licked boy. Hee. Tee hee. Tee hee hee hee.
-Baby! Little Lily is perfect and her mom and dad looked just amazingly healthy and content. Well done!
-Emotional overload. Thanks for the hankies and shoulders. Unconditional kindness worked miracle wonders, and I really, truly appreciate it.
Moving Stuff:
-How did I get this much clothing? This isn't right!
-When. Did this. Get so. Heavy?! Suck!
-How did I fit that in my trunk? That probably bends the laws of physics.
-How did I get 32 shoes? Does that count as a fetish? What about if we add in the ten slippers?
-How come Fed Ex is made of sucktastic? They shouldn't be allowed to use a whole lane just to fill up a new truck when the old trunk falls over! That makes it slow! I hate slow!
-Pant, pant, pant. Must strongarm burly friends next time. Pant, pant, pant. Take off jacket- too hot. Whew.
-Holy cow. I'm glad that's over. New rule: Must only move once per year. Stop moving upwards of three times. Stop!
-Ahhhhhhhh. My books. I have missed you. And look! Tucked into a corner of a box! A new Charles de Lint I overspied when I gathered them for packing! Yay for Wren and happenstance! Yay!
New job starts Thursday! I buy mace (cass_lee scared me into it) tomorrow! Yay!