Jan 04, 2009 21:42
Well, the majority of my stuff that isn't in my room is moved. The last of it either can't be moved because it is currently needed, like the kennel Mika sleeps in the kitchen on cold nights, her litter box, and bed, so on. There are a few things I forgot about but I think I can move them without a problem this week before work since school doesn't start for another work. The dogs took the night back home then back to grandma's without a problem and already crashed to sleep in my room.
There are mummers of questions by my housemate and the aunt if I'm moving and I'm telling the co-owner to deny it, simply say I'm helping with getting my grandmother's house ready for estate sale. The more my actual move (if it happens, depending on my uncle) is a surprise the better. Revenge, yes. I apparently do have a bit of Decepticon in me afterall.
I'd love to post more detail but at the moment' I'm suffering for a pretty good headache.
house crisis,
moving