Because my books seem to breed when I leave the room, I have had to purchase a new bookcase. This has been my day today:
- Went into town with Helen and Mother to look at bookcases.
- Found a bookcase and a big thing in which to put my absurd amount of CDs
- Got the bus home because I could no longer fit in the car
- Arrived home after a fairly non-eventful bus trip
- With the help of Helen, removed both pieces of furniture from the courtesy car (necessary due to the fact that a drunk driver crashed through our wall, hitting trees, cars and houses. I told you about that, right?)
- Spent half an hour getting the bloody piece of crap upstairs, made more difficult by the fact that Helen and I have the combined upper body strength of a six year old girl, and the fact that we had to be clever due to the narrow staircase and the longest and heaviest bookcase ever made. I pulled a muscle in my tummy and laughed so much I thought my face might fall off.
- Moved around furniture in my bedroom to accommodate the new members of my family of furniture crap
- Spent three hours alphabetising the books by author
- Realised that in the process of all this alphabetising, my room seemed to vomit dusty crap all over the carpet
- Wrote a blog about it.
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