The past few days have been an ongoing battle of how to fit an apartment full of STUFF into one room. We have been boxing, unpacking, re-packing machines. We tried out space bags ("As seen on TV")... one of them popped under the bed. So there are two comforters and six pillow wedged under the bed... I have NO idea how we are going to get them out but mehh, future John and future Jaquielyn can handle that problem.
The drive was looonnnnnggggg. But road trips are always my excuse to eat like a pig. What? Gotta keep my energy up. Don't look at me as I shove chex mix, corn nuts, and starbursts into my mouth. I played the Taylor Swift cd over and over... and sang on top of my lungs. No joke, by the time we got to San Diego, I was losing my voice.
This post is boring so I'll end it here with some pictures
|Taylor and Miley. Approximately 0615|
|Halfway through the drive|
|The dreaded grapevine|
|Success!! Finally arrived at the Raney's.|