Joey and I keep working and packing and moving things around, and every night when we go to bed we look around and we’re all, um…DID WE EVEN DO ANYTHING TODAY? What did we spend all those hours on because we really can’t tell anything has happened?
Well, finally…we’re getting there. The room that used to be our study is no longer accessible because it is stuffed full of furniture and boxes. Joey was about to go all ninja-box-stacker on it and play Tetris to make it fit perfectly in there, until I pointed out that we have two other perfectly empty rooms and we probably didn’t need to squash just to say we could fit it all in one room.
And then Joey looked at me after I made this suggestion, and he was like, you know what…YOU’RE RIGHT. And that was the end of the squashing.
I hereby present to you…today’s progress.
Firstoff, I spent the afternoon cleaning out from under the bed, packing the bedthings (bye-bye duvet we weren’t using anyway because it’s so HOT), cleaning out the walk-in closet, and packing for Mexico.
All the business on the right is what we are taking to Mexico. The large bag and box are clothes and shoes from the closet…and yes, it appears there are rolls of toilet paper on the bed. I do not understand this either.
Joey informs me that the bed frame will be gone after this evening, I guess he and Luke are going to take it down and pack it up someplace. It’s going to be super weird to sleep on a mattress on the floor…ten bucks says I wipe out when I get up in the night because I won’t be expecting the floor to be so close. Hehehe.
And this used to be the office. Please note Thunder on the bottom of the bike rack. Thunder is the coolest bike in the world. (Sorry that your bike has to be second best.) Thunder is eager to get all up in the Monon Trail’s business.
Wow, that was an aside. Anyway, not only is all our living room furniture smashed back in there, but I guess we’ll be sitting on the floor to eat going forward. Looks like Joey put the kitchen table in there too. Somewhere…
Well, I found the kitchen table. Hello, kitchen table. This used to be the living room…yesterday anyway. Today it is just messy. And also out of focus.
And here are the faithful slaves, I MEAN JOSH AND JACKSON. Joey conscripted their labor because apparently I am some kind of pregnant woman weenie and when I paint my entire body aches for hours afterwards. They have been total rockstars because they painted the entire living room and dining room.
And while they did that, I took the car to the shop and got the oil changed and surfed the internet.
We’re making progress. I think maybe, JUST MAYBE, we’re going to get this all done!
