Ahhhh....


I'm in! And mostly settled!!! I decided I HAD to unpack tonight or it's just not getting done until my momma comes later this week... so while there are a few odds & ends to take care of, at least the clothes are put away (and actually fit!) and the kitchen is done...

Other than those two areas, there isn't really room for anything else, anyways! :)

Sara, a million billion thank you's for doing this, and if it leads to your break-up with Stu then I am apologizing and taking most of the blame now! ;P Love ya to pieces!!! Folks, this poor girl has her SUV stuffed to the gills (literally) and has to find somewhere in her BF's loft to put it, which is no easy task... (Or else, she claims, she has to 'hide it all' before Stu freaks out.)

PS, thank GOD this place has multiple internet-stealing options! Not like stupid Marina del Rey!

Okay, off to find some food.

Comments

Laurie said…
yeah for the swinging bachelorette pad! It is SOOOO darling (and your purple touches are presh). Sara you are indeed a good friend, pls don't break up with Stu until we get some good Dodger tix ok? JK!
Lis said…
Looks like a cute place!
Meg said…
Cute, cute! Where did Sara go?
Katie said…
Sara is moving in with her boyfriend... which could be bad, because she originally got this apt when they decided they shouldn't live together! LOL
Cara said…
i am still mad that you aren't right near the beach, but the place looks cute. ps, i'm already beyond nervous about the trip...yikes!!!
Katie said…
do you have your anxiety meds??? you will be great, just tell the stewardess when you board that you might need some extra loving! ;)
Sara said…
Yay! Minus the big red dress picture in the "office" -- you've totally Katie-fied it! I was worried there'd be no scraping the Sara out of it!!

So far, so good in the loft . . . car still packed though . . . I'll sneak it all in soon shhhhhhhhh!

And y'all are already locked in for Dodger tix - so no worries about my bitchiness and excees of clothes ruining that! ;)

Cara -- get to the airport two hours early and head to the bar -- flying drunk is the only way to go if you ask this "emergency landing" veteran!

Hope to see you ladies this weekend, but I may get pulled to Spookaloo for some kitchen remodels with my mama.