Boxes suck...
I hate unpacking. It always takes so much time and effort. I have been working so hard to get this stuff out and into wherever it belongs. Jo-Jo seems determined for this not to happen. He keeps getting into things he shouldn't be and demanding my attention. I love the kid but I have stuff to get done. I wound up getting the rest of my belongings out of my dad's house, complete with police escort of course. The officer was so nice. If I had known him out of uniform I bet we would have been great friends.
I thought I had the fleas under control but another brood must have hatched somewhere because they are coming back. So another powdering of the carpets and washing of the cats shall happen soon. It isn't bad this time at least.-_- My house is covered in boxes. I want to have a party over here so bad but everybody would have no place to walk or sit! O_o;; Seriously. And it seems like everytime I get a box out of my kitchen, another one appears! Almost out of nowhere!
Another problem I have is storage. I have nothing to store my things in... except the boxes... Sensing a trend here? *sigh* Such a vicious circle.
I thought I had the fleas under control but another brood must have hatched somewhere because they are coming back. So another powdering of the carpets and washing of the cats shall happen soon. It isn't bad this time at least.-_- My house is covered in boxes. I want to have a party over here so bad but everybody would have no place to walk or sit! O_o;; Seriously. And it seems like everytime I get a box out of my kitchen, another one appears! Almost out of nowhere!
Another problem I have is storage. I have nothing to store my things in... except the boxes... Sensing a trend here? *sigh* Such a vicious circle.