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blue_icy_roseOkay, that's it. I am never ever moving my brother's crap out of the car again. Which, by the way, turned out not to even be his stuff. Oh, the bags are his but the stuff in them? His girlfriend's. And her son's stuff. What the hell? Two huge duffles plus a backpack were full of her stuff (and then she had a separate thing for socks and then her purse and a make up bag). My brother had one backpack worth of stuff.
Why was I the only one unloading? Oh that would be because I was the only one here at the time and it needed to get done.
There's a whole other story behind this but I really don't feel like getting into it right now.
Anyway, I'm injured now. *frowns down at leg then up at wrist and elbow...all on the left side* Just...long story that includes multiple trips to the car and dragging all that crap upstairs only to find out that none of the stuff I took out was his. I left the tote in the trunk though. And my brother's backpack was in the backseat, which I didn't know about so my mom got that when she got back.
These better be all nice and healed by Tuesday because I have to work and I really don't want to be standing on my feet for five hours when half my body is injured. *frowns*
Okay, I'm done now. I just really needed to bitch about it since all of them are starting to flare up again. (All right and I admit I just really wanted to use this icon.) *looks down at mood theme* Yeah, that's about right.
Why was I the only one unloading? Oh that would be because I was the only one here at the time and it needed to get done.
There's a whole other story behind this but I really don't feel like getting into it right now.
Anyway, I'm injured now. *frowns down at leg then up at wrist and elbow...all on the left side* Just...long story that includes multiple trips to the car and dragging all that crap upstairs only to find out that none of the stuff I took out was his. I left the tote in the trunk though. And my brother's backpack was in the backseat, which I didn't know about so my mom got that when she got back.
These better be all nice and healed by Tuesday because I have to work and I really don't want to be standing on my feet for five hours when half my body is injured. *frowns*
Okay, I'm done now. I just really needed to bitch about it since all of them are starting to flare up again. (All right and I admit I just really wanted to use this icon.) *looks down at mood theme* Yeah, that's about right.
