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Just say no

Mom moves a lot. Like a gypsy. It would probably be better for everyone if she just got herself a cute little caravan and moved that with all her stuff in it every time she gets the urge.

At least she’s stopped asking us to move her. Now that all her kids are in their 40’s we feel that we never have to move another human being ever

Look! This is adorable.

Look! This is adorable.

again. Not even our mother.

But this time there was a bribe involved. She offered us some bedroom furniture if we’d come and get it. Here was the sneaky part. We’d also have to pick up other furniture way across town and drive it to the new house a million miles in another direction.

Sigh.  We agreed. We met mom at 10am. We carried the worlds heaviest furniture to the moving truck and went to the new house. Where we picked up carpet and drove it all the way back into town. Back to Mom’s old house to pick up the heaviest furniture (for real this time) and brought it home. It was 4pm and we were so tired. My arms were jelly and my hands were killing me–they frequently hurt from all the typing, so this totally sucked.

Here’s where I prove to you that I’m insane.

We walk into the bedroom to figure out where to put the new furniture and the following words came out of my mouth.

I think I’ll paint the room since we’re moving everything.

Clearly, I was possessed by some sort of evil house painter. I knew that My Honey had band practice and I’d be at this on my own. Actually, sadly, I was not on my own. Jojo Kitty helped. The cat really participated more in a supervisory capacity. Sassy also helped–and did pretty well–until she got mad and threw her paintbrush into the bucket.

It took like 37 coats to cover the wall I painted brown once upon a time. By the time My Honey got home at 10:30ish, I’d done everything except the ceiling and that’s because the extension pole broke.

The end of the weekend brought lovely warm-white walls, new furniture, and an exhausted Amylynn who never even turned her computer on until late Sunday night.

So much for plowing through another chapter this weekend.

 

 

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