Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Protection.


This was the text delivered to my mother on Saturday morning right after it became clear that I am the very worst moving partner ever.

There was... 

pouting
 doubt
tears
anger
excitment
laziness
hunger
annoyance
arguments
stomping off
coming back
rolling eyes
jelly fingers
naps.

and there was this guy.  he deserves a medal.  for delaing with me and lifting all of our heavy stuff.  and all of our light stuff too...


 There was lots of laughing as well ;-)

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5 comments:

  1. Moving is the absolute worst. It makes me a terrible person.

    elizabethabend.blogspot.com

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  2. You survived, even if it was just barely :)

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  3. oh boy, I'd be pouting too! I hate moving!

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  4. Your blog is amazing!!!! You are brilliant! Fantastic post! Have a brill day!

    the-white-list.blogspot.com

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