Ugh!
Moving sooooo sucks! I mean, it’s not THAT bad when the movers actually do the moving of all my shit while I’m at work, but unpacking is the worst ever. Luckily my mom is a saint and she “came by to see the place” and ended up staying for 6 hours and helped me put nearly everything away. BEST EVER. I have sooo much more to do though and its really overwhelming and crappy. Especially since its a 4 day weekend and I’m SUPPOSED to be having fun! Ok fine… Friday night I’m actually heading down to San Diego for a weekend that will include wine tasting, going out and a Charger game…
I know what you’re thinking… my move doesn’t sound very stressful? You’re right. It wasn’t, but I’m tired and cranky and I felt like complaining.
I’m done now. I feel better.
