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23 thoughts on “Moving Day II – The Nightmare before Christmas”
Where’s the damned hate button when you need it? Elf and safety let you down big time girl. Covering eyes again… xxx
Well, seeing as I’m safely ensconced in an immovable chair with no chance of escape, it’s safe to open your eyes and enjoy the beauty of the season…just keep the furkids photos coming, they are a source of pure delight…as are you…Merry (friggin) Christmas…xoxo
It definitely impeded moving day…as that WAS moving day, now known as move the shit in and leave it there day. 🙂 Christmas is on hold for this year, it’ll be around next year. I have seen where the North is getting blasted…stay safe and stay warm.
Ah Becky, gladly receiving truck loads from you. You’re in my thoughts as well. I hope you have a Happy Christmas my sweet friend…hugs to the kids…xoxo
Oh WW – something tells me that your grandson will remind you of the spirit of the season. Something about those little hands hugging you through this…as are well – even virtually..xoxo
I would…but he works all day (after feeding and watering me in the morning like a houseplant) then comes home to feed and water me again. By that time, he’s done for the day. Grrrrr
No, no, no…oh Rhonda I can’t believe it! What in the world!? So sorry my friend. Its all just stuff…it will find its way out of boxes and Christmas as you said will come around again but I know this has got to be so frustrating and not to mention painful for you! Big hugs my dear! Xo
You’ve had a long month this week. Wish I could come undo some of those boxes for you!! All is good here. Lets catch up once you’re feeling a little better. Xoxo
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Where’s the damned hate button when you need it? Elf and safety let you down big time girl. Covering eyes again… xxx
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Well, seeing as I’m safely ensconced in an immovable chair with no chance of escape, it’s safe to open your eyes and enjoy the beauty of the season…just keep the furkids photos coming, they are a source of pure delight…as are you…Merry (friggin) Christmas…xoxo
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Oh crap…
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Couldn’t have said it better NB (said it louder and with a bit more color) but yours is the exact sentiment. 😦
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Well, hope this doesn’t badly impede moving day or Christmas.
We are buried under snow over here. It’s pretty intense.
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It definitely impeded moving day…as that WAS moving day, now known as move the shit in and leave it there day. 🙂 Christmas is on hold for this year, it’ll be around next year. I have seen where the North is getting blasted…stay safe and stay warm.
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aarrgghh my darling rhinda it never rains but it pours ! sending you truck loads of love xx
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Ah Becky, gladly receiving truck loads from you. You’re in my thoughts as well. I hope you have a Happy Christmas my sweet friend…hugs to the kids…xoxo
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Oh WW – something tells me that your grandson will remind you of the spirit of the season. Something about those little hands hugging you through this…as are well – even virtually..xoxo
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As always SK, your words are reminders of the important things. Thank you…xoxo
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Good luck on Tuesday you poor thing.
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Thanks Luv. I’ll let ya know how it goes…xo
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Moving at the best of times is a pain… but to do it with a leg in plaster… more painful…
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no truer words my friend…and the pain of looking at rooms of boxes not being emptied makes it hurt even more! Thanks Bulldog..
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Oh, sweetie. Make Hugh do some of this too.
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I would…but he works all day (after feeding and watering me in the morning like a houseplant) then comes home to feed and water me again. By that time, he’s done for the day. Grrrrr
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Believe me, I understand. Last time I moved, I did it with a broken foot 😦
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Well…more and more proof we are SFAM. It sucks huh. xo
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No, no, no…oh Rhonda I can’t believe it! What in the world!? So sorry my friend. Its all just stuff…it will find its way out of boxes and Christmas as you said will come around again but I know this has got to be so frustrating and not to mention painful for you! Big hugs my dear! Xo
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Thanks Bon…it’s been a week. Thanks for the hugs…hope all is well. xoxo
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You’ve had a long month this week. Wish I could come undo some of those boxes for you!! All is good here. Lets catch up once you’re feeling a little better. Xoxo
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It’s a date. Love you honey..xoxo
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