The Title: No idea, I must be Randy, my friend!
My house is nothing but boxes. Wall to wall, boxes! I have been happily packing for the past week. We've retrieved boxes after boxes from various stores and Uhaul places. Crazy is my life right now.
I swear that between changing dirty diapers and packing all day I have no time to eat. I sit down on the sofa to nurse Joshua and every muscle in my body aches. I feel this huge sigh of relief from my back when I nestle in to feed him.
Rooms Packed:
Dining, Living, Kitchen, Kid's Bathroom, .5 of Jacob's room, .5 of Laundry and .5 of Master Bathroom
Rooms to Pack:
Master Bedroom, .5's of remaining rooms, Garage & Attic (Holy Cow folks, our garage & Attic hold as much stuff as our whole house!).
Note:
I have found some time to watch American Idol and Survivor. Oh, packing will not deter me from watching my favorite reality television shows. Nope, not happening. I am madly in love with the grey headed Taylor. One word folks, SEXY! OMG! I am in love. Don't worry, Mr. Big already knows. He heard me yell like a school girl when he walked in with his harmonica blaring last night.
Closing set for houses: February 28th and March 2nd. Guess what I'll be doing for my 30th Birthday? Packing and Moving! As Mr. Big has put it, "You're getting a new house". I guess he is right.
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