Nobody Likes Moving

Nobody likes moving.

Except every other member of my family, apparently, who have decided to make my “living hell” about leaving my friends and moving to Chicago a bit more “living-hellish”.

For example, Ember is refusing, once again, to respect my personal boundaries. She’s decided to paint her toenails electric green, and of course to do that, she has to stretch her feet across the seat and practically into my lap. Her left big toe is dangerously close to the gleaming back of my Mac Book, and green doesn’t go well with awesome.

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