I'm really a klutz

We did a lot of stuff today on the house -- took a bunch more boxes over to the house, and I'm going to pack up some more stuff tonight I believe -- Just keep moving it on over.

The bedroom is coming along good and I'm feeling a little more optimistic than I was last weekend. I have every intention of moving June 2nd and just letting things fall as they will. Even if we have to do it ourselves, at this point, it's just like, whatever. I want it ended.

So, anyway, I was walking out to my car with my huge laundry basket and the path curves a little bit and I actually stepped off the side of the cement and twisted my ankle a little bit. Ended up flailing around and dropping the laundry and scraping my other ankle and knee a little bit. My dad and Jake were both like, "Did you just fall?!"

Oh well. My ankle hurts a little bit, but it's not sprained or broken, so I'm totally good.

We get the fridge on Wednesday -- which is awesome. Then, 5 fabulous days in Saint Louis, to visit Maggie and Ryan and to see a childhood friend get married. Oh and celebrate our 2 year anniversary. I can't believe that it's been two years. Crazy.

Anyway, just wanted to share. That's all I've got. woot.

EDIT: It is now 4 am on Monday morning and I have been awake for the past hour because my foot hurts pretty badly. I'm trying to ice it a bit and I took some ibuprofen, but it's difficult to walk on said foot. I wish that I had iced it a bit before I went to sleep. But, since it's not really swollen, I don't know what effect (affect?) the ice will have. And I can NEVER remember how to use those two words. Dang it.