Blah.
We packed this week-end. And paused for a yummy dinner cooked by Wade's mommy.
I like packing with Wade much better than when I lived on my own. Significant parts of packing involves him holding things up and I tell him which pile it goes into. Then he packs the piles into the appropriate boxes.
And even though I have the easiest packing EVER, I still hate it.
That's how much I hate packing.
Blah. And yaaaaaaaaaaaaawn.
On the bright side: we move on Friday!
On the down side: I have to pack dishes by myself tomorrow.
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I would have a deep distrust of anyone who liked to pack. Almost a check to see if they have a belly button because they can't be human kind of distrust.
ReplyDeleteHahaha! Well rest assured, I have a belly button.
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