Confessions of a Fauf

Thursday, May 29, 2008


Boxes. Hmm...I like boxes. Surprises come in boxes, expensive things come in boxes, treats come in boxes, doughnuts come in boxes, clothes come in boxes, forts can be made with boxes...the list goes on. Well, right now you'd think I would be the happiest person alive because I have more boxes than I know what to do with! My apartment is brimming with boxes. But there are no doughnuts, or diamonds, or vintage coats in those boxes. Just my own stuff. Everything we own is in a box now. So after this move, if I don't get another box for awhile, I'll be okay with least until Christmas. Or at least until the next doughnut craving!


Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'll make a run to Jack in the Box for you soon so you'll recover
from your Box-A-Phobia. Hang in there!

1:03 PM  
Blogger Susie (Shaw) Fitler said...

show us what it looks like with the boxes unpacked!!!! (o; yiiiipppppeeeee!!!!

9:40 PM  

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