I woke up this morning to the moving trucks ... and I started to hyperventilate. This is it. The big day. My last day in this house, in my city, in my state. Gulp. Change is hard for me. But not my Twerps. Middle Twerp is ready. For some CRAZY reason, he thinks a pet dolphin is awaiting him at his new home. Ideas on how to break the news?
I could not handle the stress. I used my avoidance tendencies and made a trip with the Twerps to my safe haven.
Baby Twerp mimics me now and take pics.
I had not control. Please don't judge me.
This was my breakfast and let's just say HELLO LOVER BOY. I did not realize it had nuts in it. My tongue is fat and itchy now. I came back to help move and after breakfast, I exceed the limits. I could not help. I was devastated. Burp.