9 more days!
We have a little unspoken agreement with moving:
*I do all of the packing and unpacking
*He does all the loading and unloading (with some of my help and others)
*I hang the pictures and decorate
*He hangs shelves and moves the furniture that I can't move
*We both do the cleaning of the old place and the new place
And together we make it happen!
And on a side note:
Cooper is just so cute! I really don't know why we have toys! He doesn't play with them much at all. His new favorite thing to do is carry around bowels, cups, boxes, or bags and put things in them. He collects things and then stops and takes them out and puts them back in. It entertains him for a long time now. The other thing he now does that tempts me to have more babies is, I say, "Cooper, I love you!" And he instantly makes kissing sounds and gives me the sweetest flirty smile and then more kisses. And on ANOTHER SIDE NOTE:
Have you been ripped off lately? I have. I know this post is long enough, but read my story here, it might save you from being ripped off one day.
A couple weeks ago on a particular day, Julien was at school, Jonah at a friend's house, and Cooper was toting around with me looking for apartments. I was starving and the stressful day called for a Hot and Ready pizza. So I headed over to Little Caesar's to get a $5.99 (they aren't $5 anymore) pizza and figured the rest of what I didn't eat could be for dinner that night. I walked in and had Cooper in my arms and the creep that was working there immediately started to try to flatter me. He went on and on about the way I looked and it was really uncomfortable and annoying but whatever, I just wanted my pizza and smiled and answered his questions. I'm not telling this to brag. He was nasty and obnoxious. I ordered, and handed him my credit card and when I handed it to him he told me the total which was $6.98 or something close to it. He continued to try to flatter me, now asking me (as he looked at my picture on my credit card) if I was a cheerleader in high school. He then typed something in his register as he looked at my card and I was getting super annoyed and suspicious. The cheerleader question was to distract me by the way, as was all of his flattery. He then asked if I wanted my receipt although he didn't use the word receipt. He called it something else and I said, "yes please." His countenance then changed and he looked a little let down that I wanted my receipt. So he hand it to me while looking in my eyes, and said "here you go beautiful." (Again, trying to distract me. As soon as he turned away to get the pizza I looked at my receipt and , UH HUH, INTERESTING...the total was $22.99. Nice try loser. I am standing there watching him slice up my pizza, thinking about how I am going to deal with this. It was soooo irritating and I felt so violated! He then hands me the pizza. Again, calling me beautiful (I'm puking inside). And then I say, "um, this receipt says, $22.99." He very quickly (looking ever so guilty) asks me for my credit card. I didn't want to give it back to him, but did anyway and he looked at it and says, "oh, 2299 are the last 4 digits of your credit card number. I must have accidentally typed that in instead of the total! The real total is 6.98, I'm so sorry! Thank you for looking." Oh really, is that why he said, "$6.98" as he rang me up the first time, sure. At this point I'm just trying my best to not tell the guy what I really think of him as he voided the sale and gave me a voided receipt. It made me sooooo mad! Not just that it happened to me but the fact that I know he does it to people all of the time because he was so quick to say, "oh let me see your credit card...i put in the last 4 digits." What a loser! Some people! Ironically, it happened to be the tastiest hot and ready pizza I've ever had from Little Caesar's. They aren't always that great. But even still, not worth $22.99!!! It took a few days for the money to be returned to my account and during those days I grew more irritated. I'm still going to try to bust this guy. Just not sure how yet. So moral of the story, check your receipts!