Adventures in packing

I drove away from the apartment, feeling sad. It had already been a long morning and an even longer day was still ahead of me. I was already missing my first "grown up" place.
Then I got a text from one of my sisters—she was sending me moving-appropriate lyrics to Rebecca Black's song about Friday:

Parody lyrics:

It's friday friday
gotta move [bleep] on friday!
Everyone's looking forward to the move home move home
it's friday friday
gotta move [bleep] on friday!
Everybody's looking forward to the move home

Hiring the movers
YEAH
hiring the movers
YEAH
ouch ouch ouch ouch
dropped the sofa on my damn foot

Yesterday was pack day, pack day.
Today it is move day, move day.
We we we so exhausted,
we so exhausted,
we're gonna stub our toes today.
Tomorrow is unpack day
and crunk day comes afterwards.
I just want this moving to end!!

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I laughed so hard that I almost cried. Thank God for siblings :-)