Yeah, it seems like a million years since I posted anything. What of it? I've been busy, y'all. Busy packing and hiring people to move my crap and hiring people to clean the place I've neglected cleaning for 3 months, and wishing we had not moved in the first place because it is totally cutting into my sitting around and drinking wine time. L to the a-m-e, you guys.
So, I'm really going to try to post more. I know what you're thinking, "But Carrie, as Yoda says, 'Do... or do not. There is no try.'" But Yoda also said, "Mudhole? Slimy? My home this is!" Bitch lived in a slimy mudhole, and I'm supposed to listen to him? Maybe if Yoda tried to clean his house it would be a little less of a slimy mudhole and then maybe some friends would come over to visit him and he'd stop talking all weird.
Speaking of slimy mudholes: Our new house is great! I am planning on writing a post on the whole moving ordeal, but it will take some time for me to get it all out there. Needless to say, I had no idea how much CRAP Joel and I have and, if I had known, we'd probably never have left that tiny condo! Why do I have no less than 5 boxes of shoes? Why have I moved these pictures from my trip to Niagra Falls in 1998 no less than 6 times throughout the years? Is this entire box full of empty picture frames? Did I actually pack and pay to store boxes and boxes of books given to me by my father for Christmas over the years? Books that I have no interest in reading, but I've kept because they're from my dad and he thought enough to buy me a book about living with a neurotic dog because I... live with a neurotic dog.
Anyhoodle, I love you, readers (all 5 of you)! I'll be back!
It's amazing how much stuff accumulates, isn't it? I am planning on having a big garage sale this april that you are more than welcome to be a part of(not you personally - your stuff, of course) if you'd like!
Jess totally should be fasting in solidarity with me! Instead I usually come home to find peanut butter all over his face. He has taken to eating in the back hallway like a beaten child, so I think that's a start.
My Arby's thing was free too!! Yea for free food!!
Posted by: sarah at soulmoxie | March 11, 2009 at 02:09 PM