The taller they are, the harder they... are to get inside.

An interesting week.

Ill start with Sunday, where I worked. Nothing too bad. I pulled about 3x as much sales as I usually do for the same time period/day, which would be a good thing, except Im not on commision. Anyway, after that, i went to my dad's house to pick up a new tallboy :D. For those who dont know, a tall boy is a chest of drawers about 5 x 3 x 2 feet. I had to borrow my pop's ute to go pick it up, and for a old person's car, that thing flys :D

But i drive carefully of course.

And I got it home, and i had to borrow a trolley to get it through the house, which was really hard, coz they have narrow corners. I had to go through a side door and walk it almost all the way through the house. The last turn into my room was run, but i only knocked the wall twice.

It now has my clothes in it, which means my closet is now holding computer parts and boxes that were scattered randomly around my room. (I KNOW Im never going to use them, but im not exactly going to get rid of them am I?)

So with those boxes and stuff out of the way, I hnow have more room in my erm, room. The moral of this story: Don't pass up a free tallboy.