What a day..

I thought my furniture moving days were over in college. I had a job as a mover in San Diego when I moved there to pretend to go to SD State. My intention was to spend 2 years at city, and transfer into state. The beach, jet skiing, Tijuana and a pile of friends totally jacked that plan up. Anyway, the worst moving day ever was moving an upright piano into a 2nd story condo. Immediately after that move, i think the company folded because I never got another check.So, back to today... We spent the day rearranging 3 bedrooms in our house. We ditched the guest room, split Conner and Hunter into Their own rooms, and moved Brandon and Keenan into what used the be the guest room. And ridiculously enough, the second largest room in the house. The older boys are at a place where they need their own space and B & K don't mind sharing. Plus, I'm building them a sweet loft/clubhouse/hideout in their room. maybe I'll post a pic when it's done. Kier was amazing. She schlepped more shit than a Sherpa today, had a great attitude all day long and never complained once. Which is more than I can say for myself... At least on the complaining part...