Hard Work.

Yup, hard work. today we emptied our Aunt's garage of like all of our stuff and took it to a storage unit. the loading wasn't too bad... but then when we got there there was a sign on the office door that said "be back at:" then a clock that said noon. so we waited for like fifteen minutes, then it was noon, no person. then we waited 20 more minutes, still no person. so we went and ate lunch. then when we got back, the sign said "be back at: 1:30" so then we drove around, went to a thrift store, then went back. THEN the sign said be back at 2:55! but then there was the person who saw Dad knocking on the door and said she was the 'On Sight Manager', and lived in an apartment right by the place, but didn't work on Saturdays, but she let Dad in. then she called the guy who was supposed to be there, and he said "oh, yeah I was there the entire time." but then Dad said, "check the answering machine, I left two messages." then the on sight manager helped us. then we unloaded. it was hot. it was hard work. it was EXHAUSTING. then we finished, got some ice cream and water, and went home. it was great... NOT. please excuse me while I faint. *CLUMP!* okay, all better now. oh, yeah, I think I'm going to go see Prince Caspian tonight. that'll be pretty interesting, but also possibly disappointing, as apparently the killed it. but oh well. okay, done rambling now, post to you later!