is not fun. Nor is packing. I forgot how much moving sucks. Yes, I am excited about my new apartment, but wish I could snap my fingers and everything would move itself.
Chloe decided it would be fun to poop in the basement today. Fun for her, not so much for me. I let the basement air out first before tackling the excretement with the pooper scooper. I also didn't want to touch it when it was so, um.....fresh. She's an a-hole.
All that talk about dog crap has made me hungry. I'm off to eat lunch now. And pack. And pack some more. And then pack some more. Then I'm gonna buy a shower curtain.
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Too Bad You Didn't Have Any Va-POO-Rize!
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