As of friday I am an independent 22 yr old lady! The beau and I are officially living together under unwed bliss and it's great, except the first night where I cried like a baby because I missed my moms (lady's amazing).
I've spent the past 3 days cleaning and rearranging and cleaning and rearranging some more. I don't think that vicious cycle will ever end. Oh, have I mentioned I HATE moving? No? Well I HATE it! I've moved 5 times in less than 5 years and that has taken a toll on my poor sweet travelling soul. Although moving comes with its perks, like, getting rid of things you no longer need(or use), clothes you've outgrown (due to the lbs you've put on), and mostly things that your mom brought home that are useless. The worst part about moving is my moms gazillion pound weighing showcase which I no longer have to worry about, now it's all up to my pops to handle that. SCORE!
Anywho, now it's all up to me to keep my little home all warm and cozy. Also, to make sure it's clean and smellin' fresh AND cooking. Out of all those my fave's the cooking, have I mentioned I am a mean chef? Well I am, it's not only therapeutic but I love it. I love trying new recipes, as well as, creating my own. So far it's all been a HIT and no misses, yet. And I also care for two dachshunds that own my cold and bitter heart. Those two are not only a handful but they are the worst. All they do is play all day and my sweet baby girl just humps away on her brother (it's ok he's fixed).
Well I am done for the day, off to bed now.
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