Tuesday, March 6, 2012

The first step...

...is admitting you have a problem. 

Yep, "neighborhood lush" moving in. The irony of getting all my moving boxes from the liquor store is that I don't actually drink liquor. I'm a wine and beer kind of a girl. And, I usually have about a 2 drink maximum and like to go to bed at 10pm. In real life, I'm 26 going on 76. To my new neighbors, I will appear to be straight out of Girls Gone Wild. 

Oh liquor stores, why do you have all the good boxes?

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