We’ve got lots of boxes, but I’m not sure it’s enough. We might need some kind of magic bag or portal. I don’t understand how one kitchen, albeit a large well-stocked one, can fit perfectly into its own space… but as soon as you plan to move it to another location, it expands to fill the entire neighborhood. I’ve found things I didn’t even know we had, kitchen-wise, and things I wouldn’t know how to use with a manual and a trainer.
We’re all stressed here. Sage is eitehr picking up on it or she’s teething or both or something else entirely; she’s fussing constantly and waking Ann up through the night. And I’m sure that once we’re in the new place, a new environment, she won’t sleep really well there either.
We all need more sleep. I’m not even really able to put together a coherent “plot” for this post.