It's about that time...

We start our move tomorrow. Because I'm crazy. However, tomorrow is just painting and little moving, and a Wii party, and probably some brownies. (I like to christen ovens with something GOOD!) The painting will be a blog post in and of itself, as Erica and I are going to undertake the fantastic job of doing the girls' bedroom in Cinderella themed colors. (Their room is Princess themed already) Oh. And lets not forget how we are NEVER eating in the apartment again. At least not anything I have to cook on the stove. Tonight, while making my favorite rice dish, my entire living room filled with smoke. Because there was a GRAIN of rice on the burner. I hate electric cooking surfaces. I still can see smoke lingering. Or I'm imagining it. I could be delusional. Maybe I should go to Wallyworld for a laptop podium. A pink one. Or, I should suck it up and get to straightening out the boxes as to what needs moved now, and what can wait, and what "furniture" I want to take over there tomorrow. But that would not be as fun as sitting here and complaining to you all about it. Now, if one of you want to come over here and take care of all of it for me, as I sit here and supervise, with my pint of peanut butter chocolate Hagen Dazs THAT would be phenomenal!