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maderrWent back to The Basement today. Boss and I were going to do the Black Room but as it's dark and there are probably snakes and spiders and ghosts because we sure as hell didn't move some of that shit we decided to wait until tomorrow.
So instead I packed up and moved (and by move I mean across the house, down a flight of stairs, then down the hall of the basement) 24 boxes while Boss scanned those + ten more
X_X
And tomorrow is the Black Room.
On top of everything else, I realized when we got back to the office that I'd forgotten my lunch. On top of my beakfast. I've had coffee, crackers and a stolen cupcake all day.
Want fried chicken. Biscuits. Mashed potatoes.
Alas.
So instead I packed up and moved (and by move I mean across the house, down a flight of stairs, then down the hall of the basement) 24 boxes while Boss scanned those + ten more
X_X
And tomorrow is the Black Room.
On top of everything else, I realized when we got back to the office that I'd forgotten my lunch. On top of my beakfast. I've had coffee, crackers and a stolen cupcake all day.
Want fried chicken. Biscuits. Mashed potatoes.
Alas.
