My own place is now not such a pit. I don't wince whenever I make my way through boxes. It's starting to feel like a home. Thank you my family!
It's so pretty and clean, mom!
(Notice my new place for my new apron!)
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Thanks to my family!
Today my mom came over and helped (worked her bum off) with the kitchen cleaning/putting away/putting together project. Then my brother showed up and he started helping with that project after dropped his wife off at a bridal shower. We stopped for a lunch/cleaning supplies break. Post-lunch mom tackled the vile oven and stove and my brother and I tackled the jungle of boxes that was the extra room. Then my dad came by and fixed my broken futon couch with this immense piece of metal. Now I am at their house, doing my laundry and watching their cable.
My own place is now not such a pit. I don't wince whenever I make my way through boxes. It's starting to feel like a home. Thank you my family!
My own place is now not such a pit. I don't wince whenever I make my way through boxes. It's starting to feel like a home. Thank you my family!
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I love family. I especially love it when they're "backwards tornado's" bringing order and cleanliness! My dad and brother came and helped D sheetrock the basement. It was awesome!
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Family are the best. I love your term. They have definitely been my backwards tornados. Good luck with your basement!
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