December 20, 2013

moving day

Yesterday was Moving Day. It didn't go exactly as planned, which, ironically, was to be expected. Does moving ever go smoothly?

Maple had so much nervous energy that she vomited in the car and promptly passed out in the kitchen as soon as we arrived at the new house. She was surrounded by boxes five times her size and three loud moving men stomping around both upstairs and in the basement.

Yet she slept through it like a champion.

This photograph sums up Moving Day better than any words I can think to write.

Note: four boxes of pizza, wings and cheesy bread didn't make it into the shot. But rest assured, they were present.

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