Also…
It’s been one month since Dusty posted (today!) and more than two for Hoover! Where are you, my friends?
It’s been one month since Dusty posted (today!) and more than two for Hoover! Where are you, my friends?
Actually, no I don’t. But that was the subject line of a comment waiting in moderation when I logged in to write a post and I was quite smitten with the statement.
Readers: moving sucks. It has been killing every single evening and weekend moment for the last two weeks and I’m entirely over it. Luckily, if I can find some helping hands to get my dresser up to the second floor tonight, I should be done by 9:00 pm. I think. If I don’t electrocute myself while getting my dining room light fixture out of the ceiling. Or fall down the stairs carrying a box of dinnerware.
So many opportunities for death, dismemberment and maiming. Ah, moving…
Actually, though, for my twisted back and bruised groin, I have a pretty kickin’ apartment to show. I’ll post photos soon, don’t you worry, but I can say that I’m totally chuffed with how it’s shaped up over the last few days. 🙂