The Great Unpacking

Man am I glad I'm on to the unpacking, because I hate packing. Unpacking is always fun for all the things you forgot you ever packed, such as:

• Cheese knives (???)
• Dinosaur Crossing signs
• Assorted candle holders
• A ton of grape paraphernalia
• Including grape plates you completely forgot existed...good thing you found some plates though, you were starting to wonder how bad it would be to nuke hot pockets on paper towels! (And a bargain at 8pc for $13)
• SO. MANY. COASTERS.
• Your broken Styracosaurus statue!!!! (pause for glue repair. Laugh that spell check wants to change it to Tyrannosaurus. Resume unpacking.)
• More coasters.
• Sigh again at the vast collection of books you just...haven't...had...time...to read.
• Find letter you forgot to send to your grandmother. Cry. Decide not to open any more books for a while. Decide unpacking maybe not so fun.
• Play a game for a bit.
• Call furniture people to find out where chair is. Discover you were a victim of the scheduling system glitch. Reschedule for Friday morning, hope this does not conflict with other furniture delivery Friday morning, knowing they'll probably get here at exactly the same time.
• Finally get (most of) your furniture, realize you were sold something that wasn't exactly what they said it was. Still fighting (several days later) to get them to pick it up and return it.
• Decide that Rooms To Go has a shitty delivery/return system.
• Find more grape stuff and your pots finally.
• Delight in the fact that you can finally get rid of the stuff you've been storing for no reason and mom won't know. Get rid of some more stuff. Like these landline phones. What am I gonna do with these? By the time I actually have a landline, I'm probably going to have to buy another phone. Besides they're like $20. =P

Anyway unpacking is apparently like a three week process for me, but at least mom will have all my crap out of the attic and stuff, right? ...Right?

Should have been a Tweet

There's nothing more depressing than finding, while packing to move out, something you forgot to give to a deceased family member.