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PROMPTuesday Interruptus Maximus

July 7th, 2009

Stay tuned! PROMPTuesday is coming! However, due to an unprecedented show of packing and inner strength, my fingertippal region is sore and needs a brief refreshment period.

 

PROMPTuesday will be up this afternoon.

 

And guess what? The Rock repacked all the boxes I so diligently populated yesterday. Something about not good use of space and organization is not my talent and that’s OK honey, I love you anyway.

 

The nerve of that reasonable guy. My fingertippal area is so pissed.

 

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On July 7th, 2009, Cheri @ Blog This Mom! said:

The Rock would not have to re-pack anything that I were to pack, if I were to pack for you, because if I were to pack for you, I would have set your house on fire. Just saying.

Hang in there, Deb. This too shall pass. Soon you will be living happily ever after in Culdesaclandia.

And if you don’t want the Rock re-packing any more boxes, I will help you hide his body.

Hi Rock! Love you! ;-)

On July 7th, 2009, stoneskin said:

I’m desperately waiting for this one… Couldn’t luzz it out to me via email when it’s up could you?

On July 7th, 2009, Da Goddess said:

Hey, at least he’s helping! That’s HUGE!

Here’s a tip you won’t find in “Packing For Dummies”: use your clean linens of all sorts when packing dishes. You kill two birds with one stone — they both get packed AND you don’t have to waste money on paper or foam peanuts.

On July 7th, 2009, Wade Nash said:

Have a smooth move, SanDiegoMomma.

(And I don’t mean that in a laxative way.)

On July 7th, 2009, Katie said:

hahaha im not allowed to pack or fold clothes. apparently i just don’t do it right. i hope your move goes well!

On July 7th, 2009, tinsenpup said:

I would be inclined to stare at him, open-mouthed, for a moment before loudly pronouncing, “Oh my gaah! OCD much?”. Then flounce off and eat some chocolate. I really should give relationship advice professionally. That’s gold that!

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