Note to self: Next time you're leaving on a day trip to another province with your mother -- don't stay up talking to The Marine until 2:30 only to promptly awake at 5:30 and get on the highway. (It sorta makes for a long day).
It was good to spend a day with my mother, who for some reason seemed to think that I hadn't spent enough money during those ten days in New York that I needed to go on a shopping trip with her (on the bright side she did buy me a few things -- don't judge it was just stuff for my Shoebox!)
But the trip once again reminded me of the brilliance and evil that is Ikea. Don't get me wrong I love that I picked up oodles of frames for my pictures for next to nothing, but after awhile some of that furniture all starts to look the same. Then of course I think I hurt my back lifting three chests of drawers (unassembled of course), and those people weren't very friendly about loading those damn cabinets into the back of our truck. There is nothing I hate more than shitty customer service. Don't worry they're not on the shitlist, at least not yet. FedEx and Stubhub still hold the top spots there.
Needless to say, the quiet week at home I was supposed to have sitting in my parents basement watching the Heroes DVD boxset has left me just as tired if I had stayed in the QC and worked all week. Oh well, at least I got my laundry done.
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