And It’s Not Over Yet
We moved today.
My mom insisted on having my brother and his friends help but only my brother showed up.Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â So Erik, my brother and my nearly 60 year old father did most of the moving.Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â It sucked SO bad you have no idea.Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â No idea.Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â Luckily for me I still didn’t have to do most of it but I did more than I wanted to that’s for sure.
I’m exhausted and cranky…again.Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â I swore the last time we moved I’d hire movers no matter what but my mom convinced me otherwise.Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â I’m so glad my men could get the job done.
My dad and I also took a dip in the lake, it was heaven.Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â Seriously it’s like 80 degrees, so perfect but I was really hesitant to be in a bathingsuit in front of everyone.Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â Some skinny bitch kept staring at me, it’s just so damn rude.
Anyway, the moving isn’t even close to done.Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â Erik has so much shit but luckily I know he’ll handle most of that so for the most part we’re home.Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â Hallelujah!!! :yipee: