We are pretty much moved. 90%. JakerJosh are going to get the remaining stuff from the apartment tomorrow, after they take a bunch of crapola to the dump.
It is pretty sweet. I like it much better than being in an apartment, I'll tell you what.
However, right now, I'm very tired and ready for beddy. It's only 9pm. I've been going non-stop all weekend, it seems. V. tiring.
I should really take the cookies off the sheet pan, change the wash in the basement, and make sure that I have clothes for tomorrow. But, I'll probably just sit here and do nothing until I have to go to bed. We are trading Josh and Kristine a TV (big for little one), which will be awesome.
The house looks amazingly different from when we bought it. I am really hopeful that when we try to sell in 5 or 10 years, we can get a good price from it. At the very least, try to have our mortgage under $100k. I figure we can last one to two children here, and then we'll have to give up and buy a bigger place.
Josh is sitting with his arm around Jake right meow. It's pretty funny. Brothers have to hug apparently. Josh is "tipping over" and to counteract it, he has to put his arm down.
I'm ready for some kids I think. I mean, I want to go to school and get a Masters degree and my CPA (i think) and find a better, more meaningful job; but, at the same time, I'm already pushing 30 here. I'm ready to go. :) I've got names picked out and everything. :)
Anyway, I'm off to do that stuff that I said before.
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