It's a pride thing, you see. Mr. Uno and I just moved from a cramped-but-lovely apartment in pretentious, artsy midtown into our first house in a quaint little neighborhood where people have fenced-in yards, big dogs, and children. My daughter, incidentally, starts kindergarten Monday. It is time to live like a grown-up. It is TIME to have things in order. We OWN this house, I want to be able to show it off, and have people say "wow" for the right reasons for a change. Not, "Oh, wow, is that a shoe in the dishwasher?"

So, that is my task today. One box at a time, put away in logical, organized places. So far, I've spent three hours FINDING the empty drawers that fit the dressers, chests of drawers, and so on. It'd help if all our derned furniture didn't look alike.

I'm just popping in, really, to let the sweat dry before I'm at it again.

Here's to MY new world order!!!
unobserver unobserver
31-35, F
2 Responses Aug 5, 2010

I have had to move all of my Mother's belongings to my house, in order to sell her house. She is now in a nursing home for the rest of her life. All the King's men couldn't figure out a way to organize this mess.

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