So G-Master and I left lakeville at 8am this morning, drove down to Wartburg, spent the day moving my crap from one dorm to another across campus, and then drove back home. It was good to get all moved in, although I didn't get my computer all plugged in and back together because it would've taken too much time....I'll have to do that when I get back :-/
The best part of the trip, though, was when we faced the issue of moving my fridge. Why the problem? G-Master's car is kinda small, and in the trunk is a spare tire. Hmmmm, yes, that is a problem. Solution? We put the fridge in the trunk anyway and I sat on the bumper/in the trunk, holding onto the fridge to make sure it didn't fall as we drove down the road. It was awesome. A little scary. But awesome nonetheless.
After that long day of moving, I get home to just dad....who thinks I'm being crabby to him, but I wasn't. He got mad at me, so I walked away to avoid an argument and he gets mad saying I was being rude. Hrumph. Plus, I didn't get supper. And I'm tired.