Consider this a venting blog, which is why not everyone on my mailing list is getting it this time. I know what you are thinking, aren't all of her blogs venting blogs? Very funny, but no, they aren't. Most are just an attempt at recording the craziness around here for future generations, namely my son's wives to be who will hopefully get a kick our of hearing about their antics as children.
So, let the venting begin:
I HATE PACKING!
I HATE BOXES!
I HATE THE SOUND PACKING TAPE MAKES WHEN YOU STRETCH IT OVER A BOX!
I HATE NOT BEING ABLE Y PTO FIND ANYTHING!
I HATE THAT I HAVE PARKED MY KIDS IN FRONT ON LOONEY TUNES ALL DAY JUST SO I CAN PACK!
I HATE THAT NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY I CAN'T SEEM TO FINISH PACKING THE MASTER BEDROOM!
I HATE HOW CARDBOARD BOXES SMELL!
I HATE THINKING ABOUT HAVING TO UNPACK ALL I HAVE JUST PACKED!
I HATE BEING SWEATY PRETTY MUCH FROM MORNING TIL NIGHT!
Wow, that felt good. Ok, much better. Now add a glass of wine to this vent and I will be doing alright. Actually, just add a couple snuggles from my boys and I will be doing great! Thanks for listening, all.
And I thought it was a good day…
14 years ago
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