So, here are the things we have learned from this move.
(Maybe we can do better next time).
Label STORAGE Items and go to storage 1st!
(Instead of making more work than necessary).
Pack and Label Everything AHEAD of time!
(I only know where the stuff I packed is... lol)
You don't need to own all of F*ing Meijer! HA!
People get really stressed from moving!!
(I will have to take some Xanax next time. haha)
Dogs get EXTREMELY stressed from moving!!
(Do they make Xanax for dogs??)
Be greatful for helpful children!
(They are cheap labor! LMAO!)
You do not get to sleep much during a move.
(Have some speed handy... ha!)
A room layout will not come together right...
(Especially when the room wasn't measured before hand)
Kay that's all folks! ha! Can you tell I am tired? Sascha and Mark are already asleep.
Oh, and we are making progress introducing Sascha to Mark's parents. She plays and takes food from his mom just fine, although not quite wagging her tail excited. She doesn't really know Mark's dad because he runs and hides. BUT we have made a breakthrough. He will let her be in her cage with the door to the room open, so she can see him walking back and forth. I took her for a walk today, and she was great, didn't bark at anyone. A little girl even rode over to us on her tricicle and asked to pet her. Unfortunately, I had to deny her, "No, she is in training." I am adding dialog and everything into this blog, although no pictures.... I still have not found my camera, and before we moved we went through every box we have. I must have left it somewhere. Can anyone remember if they've seen it? It is a blue sanyo. Probably has an SD card in it even. The last recorded upload to the computer was 8/17/08, which included the concert of Travis Tritt. Of course those who went know of my condition that night, plastered, haha... so, who knows where it is... Although, there is a video of us at the bar... so that is the last known place of my camera. I bet it is at my mom's or something. Alright, my grammar is getting pretty sloppy; time for bed. BUENAS NOCHES!
Oh, and if you ever want an excuse to go to Chicago, COME VISIT US! or vice-versa...
