I am bruised and drained, but it’s all for a good cause.

Saturday

We christened the place by eating cupcakes in our backyard. (!!!)

Sunday

I wonder if Billiam and I could support the entire house with just his books and my shoes.

I think Pier 1 has really mastered targeting us two as a market. They have a “Mei Book Cabinet.” I’ll take five!

I felt very self conscious this weekend, not because of the sweat glistening on my hairline as I hauled ass boxes, but because I was driving an SUV in crunchy hippie Berkeley. I vowed three years ago never to drive a Mercedes Benz again, but I have to admit borrowing the landboat helped out with all our thangs n’ stuff and stuff n’ thangs. I’d say we’re 30-40% done. All that’s left are the big items, some stuff that stuffs the big items, and actually putting everything away. We’ll worry about look and feel when we can. (I’m a big proponent on living in a space and filling it as it feels it ought to be filled.)

Next weekend is July 4th, Big Item Move-In, and our second anniversary. DAMN I FEEL OLD.

::shuffling off to bed now::