You Say Better Stuff than Me Anyway
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
burghbaby in Premonitions and Paybacks, The (New) House

As it turns out, crap doesn't magically grow legs and walk its way into boxes just because I will it to do so. It's very disappointing to learn that I don't possess ultimate control over inanimate objects, especially since that means I probably should make like a rat and pack. (Pack? Rat? Pack rat? Get it? HA! I slay me.) Tomorrow we will be loading everything we own into a big ol' truck, with the intention of closing on both houses Friday. Ultimately, we hope to be unloading all our crap Friday afternoon into the Newer! Bigger! House. Between now and then, though, is mucho work to do.

So, posting will be sparse for the next few days. Sparse as in, HELLO GUEST POSTS! And maybe photo posts. We shall see.

In the meantime, how about y'all write a post for me? For real. Could y'all be so kind as to leave a comment or two or ten for Miss Alexis? Tell her something you wish someone had told you before you had to learn it the hard way. Anything.

I'll start, and I'll even list five things I wish I had known sooner in life.

1. "Sleep like a baby" is perhaps the dumbest phrase ever invented. It should be "sleep like a teenager" because babies don't sleep. For what it's worth, neither do some toddlers and preschoolers. *cough*Alexis*cough*

2. Pittsburgh is the greatest city on Earth. There's no point in testing that theory, because that is a lesson I learned the hard way. Forget Minot, Cleveland, Akron, Los Angeles, Chicago, Plattsburgh, Boston, Atlanta, Alicante, London, Orlando, Steubenville, Raleigh, and everywhere in between. Pittsburgh is the place to be.

3. You're never to old to climb atop the highest slide you can find, close your eyes, and fly down that sucker.

4. Happiness is a choice, and you have to make up your mind to lead a life full of it. Nobody else can do that for you.

5. There is no problem that a spork and some duct tape can't fix.

Your turn. If you don't mind, keep it kinda clean because I won't have internet access to police your asses. Annnnnd . . . Go!

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