Thursday, January 24, 2013
I am an idiot.
And not in a good way.
If you've been visiting me at all lately, I'm sure you've heard me carrying on about moving.
I'm kinda/sorta liking it.
Even though I find myself challenging MYSELF!
About 12 months ago I packed up all the stuff I wanted to keep from our old house.
We moved to a much smaller house and, thus, relegated a whole bunch of boxes to storage.
I gloated and smirked and told Mr. Jenny how organized I was.
I'm not gloating OR smirking now.
Now I'm thinking, 'WHAT IDIOT PACKED THE BOXES THAT WENT INTO THE STORAGE UNIT?'
The reason I'm thinking this is the way said IDIOT labelled the boxes.
I don't think it was me.
Even though said IDIOT used my exact hand-writing and the same exact purple sharpie that I always buy.
There's no way I would have written 'KABOOM' or 'WHO KNOWS WHAT'S IN THIS BOX!!!'
I would have remembered that.
There's no way I would have written 'STUFF' or 'WHO CARES!' on other boxes.
Surely I would have been concise and orderly and included a little label itemizing the contents of each box.
Surely someone else spent a lot of time faking my handwriting in purple sharpie because I totally can't recall doing this.
The 'KABOOM' box was half-filled with books and a pan lid wrapped in a sweater.
Pan lid? Sweater?
It's really irritating when I make things MORE challenging for myself.
Posted by Jenny at 3:00 AM