Friday, April 16, 2010

A War Zone

I've been planning on moving our furniture around since we found out about Max.

Theoretically, this was supposed to happen after finals.
In reality, though, I am not a patient person...
Which explains why Mr. C. was up to his eyeballs in furniture moving come 7 pm last night...
And which also explains why I'm standing ankle deep in stuff needing to be organized as I type.

I'll finish my finals tomorrow.
Right now, the desk just needs to be put back together.