Thursday, January 12, 2006

Moving sucks

That's all I gotta say about that.

12 comments:

Brenda said...

Well, it'll done one way or another, but apparently this is going to fall ENTIRELY on me. My mom was going to come down and help me pack and organize and have a garage sale, but now she can't come til Wednesday at the earliest. The yard sale is Friday & Saturday, so that means I have to do it alone - go through each and everything and price it and get it all organized.

I'm not a happy person right now :(

Anonymous said...

AMEN to that, sistah.

Kelly Boyce said...

Ditto on that! I HATE it. I wish the boxes would just pack and unpack themselves. Is that too much to ask?!?!

Brenda said...

Kelly: I don't think so!!!

Of course, I'm a bit biased.

Anonymous said...

Moving to a farm?! I am so jealous - the kids will love it!

Brenda said...

I hope so, boops!!!

Anonymous said...

Um, honey..you know that chicken needs grit to eat his food, right? You just can't feed him, he won't get any good out if it. Get some oyster shell or something from the feed store. Although down there in the desert, probably Wally World sells it too. ; P

Keeping a chicken in the laundry room is whacked. Is Ed Borasky the neuroscience guy with the cat? Hi, if it is.

I forgot the dates we talked about, call me so I can book tix.

Freaking donkeys are a nightmare, btw. Don't do it.

Silma said...

I hear ya! I bought a house 7 months ago, and I've not moved in yet. I've to slowly sit and decide what I want moving with me and what not.

Kat said...

Is that *really* all you you have to say on that matter?

Dy said...

How's the move going? We need an update! Its been almost a month since this post

*hugs*

thewriterslife said...

My neighbor had a rooster...that freaking chicken wouldn't shut up for the life of him. Kinda neat to hear them, though...just like Green Acres. I just got a chicken. Don't know what I'll call him. Or I guess it's a her, isn't it.

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