I'm done. Seriously DONE. I have nothing left to move in, nothing left to organize, nothing left to put away, and nothing left to clean. I did it. It's done.
I can breathe a sigh of relief knowing that everything is in it's place and I won't be moving out for a long time. I know that when I'm looking for that black sharpie I can never seem to find - that it will be right where it's supposed to be. And when I'm looking for my shoes - they will all be in the closet. You know why they'll be in the closet? Because I'm getting a puppy, and everything has to stay in the closet. Right now I'm in the process of training myself to always put my stuff away. I have to get used to always putting clothes in the laundry basket and always putting my shoes in the closet. I devoted a drawer in my nightstand to my purse, because if it didn't have that drawer, it would be on the floor.
Wanna see the finished product? Me too. I've put up more pictures too.
Wait, what is that in the left bottom corner? Is that a kiddie?
Wait...there is is again
It's and infestation I tell ya!
Actually, it's not an infestation. Nope, it goes by a much more sinister name - Wii. I am now the second Wii owner in the neighborhood. Ever since I have moved home and ever since Lukey discovered it is set up in my room, it's become the only reason he still talks to me.
It starts out comfy...but the excitement is too much.
And they move to a position that really allows them to move with the game. Notice the leaning forward - they want to be as close as they can.
But since Lukey kicks his legs with every swing of the lightsaber, he needs to be more free - so one little leg pops out.
Then he moves completely off the bed.
And finally to the floor. The excitement of actually getting to be Darth Vader is just too exciting.
Then I look up and he's gone. If I didn't have these pictures I wouldn't believe it. He pops in and out in the blink of an eye. Just when I am wondering whether it was all a dream - I find these.