Not to be a total sourpuss, but I officially hate awkward / heavy boxes.
Not to be dramatic, but they ruin my life,
every. single. time. I come into contact with one at work.
I decided out of the blue to pick up a shift today
(really, we're taking a week off of work next week,
so the finances wouldn't be looking so hot if I hadn't)
and due to me already being a little grumpy about working
(I had to be in at 4am - yuck!)
a box smooshing my foot didn't help.
Here's the damage:
And here's what my face has looked like off-and-on all day.
It still hurtssss,
but alas, I will muscle through,
because really, I'm just glad my toes weren't broken
or taken off by the evilest of all boxes.
In other news, I think after I clean up my little home,
I want to take a bajillion pictures of it and show you!
I always love seeing the inside of others' homes.
Everyone lives so DIFFERENTLY - it's fascinating.
(If you have a home tour on your blog, link it below!)