Maybe it’s just cuz I’m pretty stoned, but I’m fucking stoked about moving shit. Yesterday I swear someone must have slipped me something because I completely cleared out, scrubbed, and reorganized my parent’s fridge(think 3 years of expired food), sorted out everything remaining in my bedroom and mopped every room in the house. I never clean ANYTHING. Maybe it is in my wiring to be a housewife, after all. Ew. Fuck my life.
