Moved in…Sort of

I have officially moved back in with Tim and Mom. It has been an interesting adventure that has made me swear that I am never moving again. I’ve been joking with Tim telling him that he’s stuck with me. lol. But I’m here! There are still boxes everywhere, and my room is still barely navigable. Poor Kita, my dog, is still trying to figure out if she’s training to compete in an obstacle course or something as she gingerly works her way to her kennel which is in the far corner of my room. The problem, if you want to call it that, is that just a month ago I had an entire apartment to put stuff in. Now I have a bedroom. Well actually, I don’t have “just” a bedroom. I also have all of my boxes of kitchen stuff stashed at Nana’s house, and I have clothes stashed next door at Gram’s. Oh, and I have a pile of boxes along with a washing machine stashed in the garage. For that reason, I don’t know that I’ll ever get completely moved in, but I’m back in Florida anyways.