OMG, I have FINALLY escaped. Because you're wondering (you know you are) where the heck I've been, I can only say that right after the Thanksgiving holiday, which we celebrated at the in-laws' house, I was taken prisoner by several nefarious entities. These entities-- monsters, if you will-- masqueraded as boxes, packing tape, grumbling Great Danes, and black Magic Markers. They forced me into a wardrobe-sized U-Haul box, taped it shut (there might have even been duct tape involved), and then parked outside of it and growled at me every time I moved. To make sure I would behave, they tried to drive me insane by scribbling on the outside of the box with Magic Markers, over and over and over again.
I swear it's all true.
It was only recently that the plastic shipping tape weakened and I was able to shrink myself down to the size of a Chihuahua and slip quietly out a hole in the back left corner. Months had passed. Seriously. Not only that, but Christmas had come and gone, the tree had been put up and taken down, and-- you'll love this-- we moved into a brand new house! I mean, did anyone ASK me? I couldn't find ANYTHING. The box monsters had procreated (ew, don't ask) and their offspring were everywhere-- upstairs, downstairs, in the garage. And they left the old place a mess, demanding that I go and clean it (a task still not finished). So while I have finally escaped, the unfairness of it all remains.
Oh woe.
I swear it's all true.
It was only recently that the plastic shipping tape weakened and I was able to shrink myself down to the size of a Chihuahua and slip quietly out a hole in the back left corner. Months had passed. Seriously. Not only that, but Christmas had come and gone, the tree had been put up and taken down, and-- you'll love this-- we moved into a brand new house! I mean, did anyone ASK me? I couldn't find ANYTHING. The box monsters had procreated (ew, don't ask) and their offspring were everywhere-- upstairs, downstairs, in the garage. And they left the old place a mess, demanding that I go and clean it (a task still not finished). So while I have finally escaped, the unfairness of it all remains.
Oh woe.
