Boxes, boxes everywhere. At one point there were even boxes in the BATHROOM. I’m so exhausted I could weep. And I have to be awake again in about six hours to pick up DrMrNin from the airport.
I want this move to be DONE!
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Born to wear pretty dresses and Barbour jackets and skip through muddy English fields in a pair of Hunter wellies, Nin is now a 30-something British Ex-Pat living in the urban wilds of the San Francisco Bay Area. She likes cake and chocolate and is on a quest to find the perfect Stateside cream tea.
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10 Responses to “Day 143/365”
Give the good doc a hug from us.
Will do! I guess you’ll get to hug him for real at Thanksgiving. Ouch was that the last time you saw him? I’ve stolen him completely this past year…
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I think they’re adorable!
I am excited for you though…the move…just wish I could take your place over there!
Best wishes!
Have a splendid time with your hubby! And … I hope that those boxes will be shipped soon!!
Oooer, shame … not long to go now. Hang in there!! Hope there’ll be pink champagne at the wedding, that will make you feel better!
You can do it!!! Go Nin Go! *dances around like a cheerleader*
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YAY!
miss you nin!!! can’t wait for update.
You on top of that packing yet? It’s hellish! When we moved last year, I spent two whole days packing the entire house up without any help. John spent this time lovingly caressing his vintage radios on bubblewrap whilst I did the rest. Cry? I though strangulation was the better option!
Yay! You’re moving!! It’s really happening! ; )