I swear to God in the 17/18 months since John and I have been here in Virginia, his male stuff has been messing around with my female stuff. Totally uncalled for and out of line!
They’ve gotten pregnant (the stuff) and not just with a single birth, they’ve gotten pregnant over and over and over. They’ve been a reproduction factory. There’s been such a shindig going on ’round here that much of the stuff we threw away came all the way down here from Massachusetts and New Jersey to party. Sweet Mother of God, it’s all back!!!!
I’m not sure I can get done in time all the stuff we’re supposed to pack and move. You know, I’m not the spring chicken I was last September and October.
Image from instantdanetv
If not a week from last night, then a week from tonight Sharon, John, and I should be spending our first night in Stella. How exciting izzat? Take it from me, it’s pretty daggone exciting! And, you know what that means, we’re packing and toting those boxes again.
Oh the humanity!
The movers are scheduled for Monday and Tuesday morning, March 10 and 11. It would be nice if the movers can get it all done in a day, but because two trucks will be needed or one truck filled twice, the job likely will not get done in a day. Fitting since a year ago March 11, the first piece to the construction of Stella began — our driveway was started.
As was written in the “Pedigree” entry, we’ve been moving things since last Friday. We took yesterday off ’cause it snowed AGAIN – yes, I’m shouting. We put the day to good use, however. John did his taxes and I did mine. {faint}
Today I transferred the herbs and spices to Stella as well as the non-perishable food items. You’d be amazed how exciting it is to repeatedly open and close Stella’s spice cabinet. The spices seem to have taken on a sense of chic. I’m totally enthralled.
Along with the kitchen cabinets and drawers, the pantry is beginning to fill. I’m a touch nervous because I feel I’ve only begun to scratch the surface of setting up the kitchen and stocking the pantry – I worry, will there be enough space? There has to be ’cause the only enlargement opportunity would be to reduce the size of the master bedroom closet. I’ll push that stuff in that pantry and deadbolt the dang door if I have to!
On tomorrow’s docket is the moving of cookware, dishes, and glassware. I don’t know what or how much of it to leave behind. A coffee cup, two dishes, two bowls, two glasses, and some silverware and throw the rest in a box? It’s Wednesday already. I think I can eat out of a container with my fingers and can tilt my head over the sink and drink right from the faucet. Lucky for me, I don’t drink coffee. If John must have coffee, he will have to leave early enough to stop at WaWa. It’s Wednesday already!
There’s no moss growing here, especially thanks to the rabbit having died. Wascal Wabbit!