Moving day Fiasco!

We have a home to go to. YEAH!!!

And most of time since returning on Thursday has been spent organizing this move. And by organizing i mean shouting orders to my brother and trying to get my mom and brother to pay attention to the task before us. i felt like a drill sergent.

My brother, who must i remind you got us in this miss, pranced around yesterday. He would help move boxes into the car, and then disappears for 5-10 minutes. My mom is a pack rat. She will not throw anything away. We have a million books and don't read half of them. She swears she is going to read them someday. Not someday soon. And she wore this stupid looking Martha Stewart garden hat with this ugly flower on it, and would not take the damn thing off. I do not know why this hat bother me. Maybe it was because she kept mentioning the hat. Maybe it was because when we had to stop at the store for cleaning supplies she refused to take the hat off and then wondered why people were staring at her. ????

Day two of packing starts today. Actually it was suppose to start an hour ago but i have no idea where to start. it's a mess in this place, and i'd rather throw it all away than try to find a place for it to go.

Oh...i got a B in chemistry. YEAH.