Sunday, May 28, 2006

Moving Sucks

I vow never to move on my own again. I am so black and blue that I looked like I got in a huge fight. People would think my new husband beats me (which he doesn't by the way - I would be the first to admit if he did. Been there done that).

The good news is we are almost done moving things. The bad news is now I have to clean. I hate cleaning. Oh well. I guess our deposit is worth cleaning for.

PS - I think my knee injury has been the highlight of the moving process. Hopefully it will go away and nothing medically will need to be done to fix it.
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4 comments:

anika said...

Moving is the worst thing ever. I hate it. Even if it all goes smoothly? It sucks! I can think of a billion things I'd rather be doing, including but not limited to: swimming across the ocean, painting my toenails, eating a stale cracker, and trying on bathing suits when I have no hint of a tan and haven't been to the gym in months.

10:31 PM
Rockstar Mom said...

OMG, you linked me! You really linked me! That is so sweet!

Wow, thanks.

And I'm totally envious that you are going to Cleveland for a whole month...in June.

Envious.

3:30 PM
Kelly said...

Marianne -

Any cousin of Nikol's is a cousin of mine in a weird Serbian way (Kumovi really).

Sorry I haven't been able to meet you. Maybe one of these days!!!

3:38 PM
Rockstar Mom said...

I'll be there in July for the fam-damily reunion. Perhaps then we shall cross paths?

5:58 PM

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