Surrounded

I stepped out of our bedroom this morning and had one thought as I surveyed our living room.

“Holy Shit. We’re surrounded.”

Packed boxes have started to appear, and various chunks of my life and comfort zone have started to dissappear.

I know that when this is over I won’t be able to find anything for months.

*sigh*

For the fun one, try explaining what happened to everything to your cat.

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~ by maximkovalenko on April 15, 2003.

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