Honey, are you done yet?! No, I some more boxes…
Honey, are you done yet?! No, I some more boxes…Honey, are you done yet?! No, I some more boxes…
Sounds like baby’s moving in.. with many more boxes than I expected.. at some moment I was wondering where would it all fit in..
Good he brought some pans though, I don’t have any! I had his, now I’m having more of his.. lights, chairs, side table, this and that, guitars for the sound, more sound.. more, more!
Wow! Man, we need a new house! It definitely won’t fit in! so my sailorboy needed to move some things away to a special storing place till the time we get a bigger one ;)
Guitar is cool though...
We then realized we didn’t have anything for our books and cd’s. So we went visit the famous Ikea. On a Sunday! Fu%*&$# s((&$t!! Can you imagine the crowd! The people, the phobia, the stress, the sweat! OMG!! Killing yourself now is better! We mentally prepared for the argues we’d have, for the entire phobia’s and much more to come. Instead we were quick, I got anxious once, him once, him at the beginning, me at the end, for the rest, it was fine; we targeted our stuff and ignored the crowd. We Did Survive!! This must be the renewal of a beautiful relationship…
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