This is what moving looks like. Here’s my nice[ish] little steamed artichoke dinner for The Mister and myself, getting all cozy with a lemon juicer (okay, cool) and a power drill. What?! Yes – a power drill. Immediately outside the frame are a box of drywall anchors, a level, and a bunch of powdered drywall waiting to be Windexed into oblivion. *sigh*
What are your biggest pet peeves about moving?