Remember?

Tod, remember how we had a big house full of too much stuff and we had to move it to another house in a week's time?

Remember when I told you I was going to pack the closets but instead I ended up trying stuff like this on from high school and looking in the mirror wondering where the time's gone and what happened to my legs?


Remember how we loaded this trailer probably 20 times and you kept telling me, "Know your load" when I'd drive it over to the new house but I didn't really know what you meant OR my load.

Remember how the garage looked like this and I wanted to die/set it all on fire?

Or do you recall how when unpacking the kitchen I realized I must buy vinegar every time I go to the store because this picture is missing two other bottles I found later?

Remember this box of cords that we NEVER use, never HAVE used and never WILL use yet you wanted to haul it over so I got you back big time by writing this in permanent ink because you and your cords were on my nerves?

Remember when you decided to grout the new house and told me it would take an hour and 15 hours later you were still grouting?

And then you told me, "You'll be glad I did this someday," and turns out you were right.

Remember pizza everyday for a week?

...and don't forget the day your pants were falling off of you and your belts were packed so you made your own. And went in public places with it. And acted really shocked when it broke even though...it was painting tape.

Remember how I looked like a leper and my fingers were all bloody and swollen from packing and taping and lifting because moving sucks although the kids were gone so it actually felt like a really weird vacation?

Remember our old kitchen? And how empty it looked when we walked out at 1 am on the last night?

Remember that last night when we were packing up the last of everything and argued over who had been more annoying that day? And then we were so tired we let it go and went to dinner? How we drove to Sammy's at 1:30 am and I told you we looked like crap and you said, "It's 1 am, no one will be there," but there were lots of people there on dates and in cute, clean clothes and we were dusty and sweaty so we ate our food and let everyone assume we were homeless although little did they know we actually had a new home to sleep in that night?

Remember?