My life in boxes
Got moved in last weekend. I'm too tired to think about it let alone write about the move. Let me simply say experiencing it was exhausting enough, if I wrote more I'd fall asleep.
I am thrilled to be moved, though. We've been unpacking and unpacking yet it doesn't appear so. I'm constantly searching boxes for my things. I don't even feel like unpacking anymore. I feel like storing most of it in the basement and living minimalist.
Pixie is adjusting swimmingly. Mingus the old trooper is happy as ever, probably thinks it's a big adventure at the lake and with all the stuff from home.
I've been attempting to catch up on flist entries. It's a dirty job but I must do it. ;)
Went to a brother's birthday party tonight. At times, with children vigorously playing and everything else going on, the noise level was, oh how can I put this, deafening. Love nieces and nephews but good to be back in my quiet sanctuary with kitties.
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Sock time. Snow.
I am thrilled to be moved, though. We've been unpacking and unpacking yet it doesn't appear so. I'm constantly searching boxes for my things. I don't even feel like unpacking anymore. I feel like storing most of it in the basement and living minimalist.
Pixie is adjusting swimmingly. Mingus the old trooper is happy as ever, probably thinks it's a big adventure at the lake and with all the stuff from home.
I've been attempting to catch up on flist entries. It's a dirty job but I must do it. ;)
Went to a brother's birthday party tonight. At times, with children vigorously playing and everything else going on, the noise level was, oh how can I put this, deafening. Love nieces and nephews but good to be back in my quiet sanctuary with kitties.
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Sock time. Snow.