Monday, February 18, 2008

Boxed.

Moving again.

Can anyone out there see even a shred of something amusing to keep me going through a week of relentless-card-board-box-ness?

The cats are loving it - they assume that the boxes have been placed there purely for their amusement.

I'm giving it 48 hrs before I join them, climb into a box and just pretend that I'm not here until delivered there (to the new house) at the weekend.

9 comments:

Occasional Poster of Comments said...

>>Can anyone out there see even a shred of something amusing to keep me going through a week of relentless-card-board-box-ness?<<

Erm, not really, but if misery fancies company (or coffee), I'm usually available for a Costa break.

That didn't help, did it?

miss-cellany said...

Actually it did help - misery would love to think outside the box for a coffee.

But, if there are any deliveries (in boxes) might dribble into a skinny latte...

Occasional Poster of Comments said...

That's one way to make them last longer, I suppose...

Er, anyway, give me a text when you're feeling miserable enough for my company :)

Actually, I'll be in town tomorrow after cat-feeding duties - I'm determined to actually get some of those bargain shark steaks this week (not for the cats) - so if you fancy Costa at 11ish... 12ish... something like that?

Jen said...

Good luck with boxiness.

I am looking at blogs when I should be working as MEN are DRILLING in the wall outside my room. We have new doors to stop the prostitutes coming in and need handsets in each flat.

DRRRRRRIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLL Oh and thanks for the Cornwall-ness of earlier post.

miss-cellany said...

Drilllls - they have been outside the window here for nearly a month now....

Occasional Poster of Comments said...

Drills - the kind of ills that can make you see a Dr?

Occasional Poster of Comments said...

When I deleted the last comment from gmail, google-ads informed me that boxes needn't always be miserable: link.

Of course, the boxes it had in mind might have been a little more expensive...

Oh. So apparently you can buy happiness then. I suppose.

miss-cellany said...

If I had a week dealing with those boxes, I would be very happy indeed :)

It does imply though that someone else purchases the happiness, rather than buying it for yourself.

Occasional Poster of Comments said...

Damn. These get-happy-quick schemes always have a flaw.