Tuesday, May 23, 2006

i hate lifting heavy things

so we've begun the process of moving to our new place and i really, really hate carrying stuff. no, really, i HATE it. however i really like our new place and the fact that if something happens with the plumbing or the furnace or the appliances we just make a phone call and pay NOTHING. there is something to be said for renting, folks.

update on the new job: things going pretty well. as expected, full-time employment really cuts into your blog time, but i suppose that is the price of grown-up-ness.

and props to em and dyl for making a sweet lil' elliott agnes! she's a doll, very lightweight and smells of new baby. (which is good, b/c if she smelled of cigars and booze, i'd have serious concerns.)

just once, JUST ONCE, i'd really like to be able to sleep up until my alarm clock rings. not an hour before, leaving me tired the rest of the day. JUST ONCE.

so if there is anyone who feels like joining dustin in the week-long process of lifting, lifting and more lifting, let us know.

i've been asked if marriage feels differently than just living together. mind you, i've lived with dustin since 2001, so it feels basically the same... but a little bit sweeter. does that make sense?

and at work today and tomorrow it sounds as though i'll be getting smacked with stuff to preflight (for those of you not in the industry, that means to check files for missing fonts, images, etc). but i will blog when i am not working. or lifting. or packing. crap, it's going to be a busy week.

4 comments:

Nessa said...

Manual labor is man's work. See how it starts with "man"?

Jege (Jen) said...

I agree with goldennib

Nessa said...

Plus, why did you get married if it wasn't to have someone to lift, take out the garbage and fix your car? I mean, really, what else are they good for?

Jege (Jen) said...

Killing spiders and plunging the toilet, that's what men are made for....