I Hate Moving
I just hate moving, there really isn’t much else to say. Except the fact that I have a pregnant wife so all of you who have been through this may know what I am saying, but not only am I having to pack, but I am having to wear a parka while I do it. I promise you that last night my wife kicked off the sheet and said, "I’m hot! Will you make the air run?" and when I got up (because I am a good husband) and went to make the air run I couldn’t because it wouldn’t go any lower. I mean right now it is 50 degrees in my house! I can’t wait until Meredith has this baby so I can go back to being the hot one. I am tired of shivering while I am watching TV. Crap, the air just kicked on again! I need to get another blanket.