Gone in 60 seconds

While I was in NC last week, my mom came up with this idea that if we had something to complain about, we only got 60 seconds to speak our minds, and then we had to forever hold our peice. Well, today was moving day in the Loerke household, and I bottled up all my complaints for "60 seconds" on my blog. It's a safe haven, since nobody in matt's family knows about this, and most of my complaints are about them. So, t-minus 60 and counting:

-matts mom got really lost because she was supposed to follow me, but decided not to and exit whatever way she watned to go.
- i specifically labeled the box with our flatscreen computer monitor as FRAGILE. DO NOT STACK ANYTHING ON TOP OF THIS BOX. for fear of harming the screen. I find the box underneath EVERYTHING in the back of Matts moms car. DID YOU NOT SEE MY MARKING ON THE BOX?? if its ruined, that will involve another post of complaints.
- dont ask me after every freaking box you grab "where should i put this?" I SPECIFIALLY LABLED ALL BOXES AS DEN, KITCHEN, BEDROOM, BATHROOM...and ALL THE BOXES SOMEHOW ENDED UP IN THE DEN. AGAIN I ASK...DID YOU NOT SEE MY MARKING???
- my time is up.

Sorry if you hate complaining, but I feel better now.

On another note, (because I like to leave my blogs on other notes, seems to be a common theme I have)...I really really miss April. She's my twin and I feel so sad when I leave her. I feel more like her twin anyway, then her younger sister. I cant wait till April lives a whole freaking day closer to me. Now I gotta get maclerica down this way............

Off to bed after my 16 hours of moving!!!!!!!!!!1 and we still arent done!!!