Monday's Rant

Since I graduated high school I have moved all of my belongings from point A to point B (etc etc) eleventh times. Three more times I had to pack enough stuff to allow for a five week trip (two time abroad and one time across the country). The eleventh time was yesterday (well today, see below). Moving is such a miserable process that I cannot even fathom doing it again until I have to ... in four years.

This time was especially awful because I had to buy furniture for the first time. And kitchen supplies. And everything else that makes a house a home as they would say. First of all, shoot me in the face. Secondly, IKEA is amazing, but I wanted to kill them when I was building their shit... and it was easy to put together. So in conclusion ... IKEA is easier to move things from A to B, but exhausting to put together (even when very easy) after a long day of moving.

Also, stairs can go to hell. Just fuck off stairs. I never want to carry a piece of furniture, a suitcase, or the ebola virus up a flight of stairs again. Honestly, I don't want to carry the ebola virus anywhere, but if I am going up stairs with ebola? Well, then just stick a corn cob pipe up my ass and call me Daisy.

To end this piece of poopy pants ... Moving sucks. But it is better than living with your parents.... and it is not even close.

The following was written on Tuesday since I did not get a chance to write Monday do to moving before the post above was posted:
So I moved yesterday ... it took all day and I am not done. So I did not rant. I will rant today then use the special preferences to make it look like I posted yesterday (I am a trixster) and then delete this post. Then ... I will rave about something like I should because it is Tuesday. Here is a hint ... the rant may be about moving. The rave ... might be about sleep. I moved and it was tiring. I slept and it was good. More to come after work. Which I want to rant and rave about at the same time.