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Boom Bang Sigh

It's happening! Operation Let's Wreck Some Yellow House Shit Up is finally happening!

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I'd like to give a big shout-out to that moment when you move your couch for the first time in like, two years and are confronted with all your failings as an adult human being.

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Dismantling and moving our bed yielded a similar lint/cat toy/string-cheese-wrapper bounty, but also $20!

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We're rich! And also kind of vile. Let's run for Senator.

Anyway, it's very bangy and screechy here today and the smoke alarms keep going off, much to Poppy's dismay. We are living in the basement for the rest of the week with a lot of furniture and closet contents.

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I was planning to go work from a Starbucks or something but forgot to retrieve any pants from upstairs (specifically, they are all piled up in the tub in the master bathroom) before the work crew arrived. So I suppose I am trapped down here for today until they leave.  But hey! No pants! Not a bad deal. 

Comments

Kelly

That's it after 2 years? That's like 2 weeks at my house....hoping the remodeling gods smile favorably upon your venture and grant a swift conclusion.

Lori

"We're rich! And also kind of vile. Let's run for Senator." Best bit of writing I've seen in quite a while. I mean, I wish it weren't so on the nose of reality, but you may as well call 'em like you see 'em.

Rachel

Haha “Let’s run for Senator!” Made me lol, at a table in a restaurant, by myself. So much for trying to go unnoticed for eating alone. (It’s a fast food restaurant so nbd, lol)

Amanda

I suddenly feel SO MUCH WORSE about our under-couch situation.

Beth C

LOL "We're rich! And also kind of vile. Let's run for Senator."

Marianne

"We're rich! And also kind of vile. Let's run for Senator." <-- I laughed out loud at this one!

Sue W

Hope all the things go smoothly.

Jen

I have no children and only two cats and now I'm extra embarrassed at the amount of shit I find under the couch when I move it once a year. It puts your little pile to SHAME. And I can only blame myself for the string cheese wrappers.

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