02.09.08 :: 9:32 am

Tater's crib and changer arrived! Walmart is fucking nuts. They haven't even charged me yet.

So we're in the process of cleaning the apartment top to bottom so we can put together Tater's cute furniture.

And may Ryan and I not end up divorced over it.
Assembling furniture just about kills us every time.

I think my nesting instinct has arrived early. Actually, I can't tell if it's nesting or just my usual obsession with cleaning/cleaning products.

Anyway, it smells like lemons in here and it's a tremendously sunny, warm day.

Later I'm taking Stoosh to get a bath and a nail trim and her anal sacs emptied.

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