I seriously am moving.
This is the last load of crap at my old apartment.
On the counter is the BEST cleaner of all time. It's Grease Lightening. And that visor right next to it was something I ended up with after my day in the sun.
My grandma made the zig-zag blanket for me a few years back. It was as tight as a trampoline when I got it!
Two giant bins of books that I AIN'T LIFTIN!
Ok, I got that kitchen table at Goodwill for like $10. I didn't have anyone to help me, so I tried to stuff it into my car (04 jetta). lol. Didn't work. I then laid it flat on top of my car, wrapped tank top straps around the legs and shut the rest of the tank top in the car doors so they would stay. I drove it home like that and it was as ghetto as it sounds. I got home with no one to help me carry it and used the same tank tops as straps and carried it on my back like a nomad. To the 3rd floor.
And don't you love my mug! Starbucks, I hate to love you.
So, for my confession?
I have no idea what's in most of my boxes. Never moved like this before. Will blog when I am faced with regret.
**Photos courtesy of, you know it, my iPhone! sigh**