Day 19- Professional Movers For Hire!

Word of the day: 
            uni-boob(noun) 1. when two boobs are forced into close vicinity with                       
                                       eachother, therefore looking to outside parties as
                                       one giant boob. 2. having one boob


Today may have been one of the most unattractive days of my life. And I've had my days, believe me, but today may have taken the cake. My beautiful, bright, awesome, athletic, gerbil of a sister decided that a 97 degree day with an outrageous humidity would be the perfect day to move into her new place. Now, I love my sister to death, but I don't think I've ever sweat that much in my entire life in such a short amount of time. I made the mistake of wearing a grey shirt, and you can imagine that this obviously didn't help me in the beauty department. Just nasty. But, Sare and I are amazing at being awesome so naturally, we made the best of it. We hauled a bed, couch, chair, table, 3 loads of clothes(this is Sara so they were twice the size of a normal person), a television, a dining set, and other miscellaneous items out of IKEA and her old apartment  into her new place. We are women! Hear us scream!(as we are falling down the stairs of course haha). 


Now of course, being me, I didn't care to think ahead. I was to meet a friend for dinner on Grand after helping Sare, and was not expecting to be as gross as I was(who knows why I thought that, it was just dim witted on my part). So I walk into a restaurant, full of people, sweating, in a gray shirt of course. One of my fondest memories. 


On to the word of the day. To add to my very unbecoming look of the day, I had a very small selection of sports bras to choose from today. Women, you know what I am talking about. When the sports bra you are wearing is just a tidge bit too small, there fore resulting in a uni-boob. So if you can imagine, I belonged on an episode of "True Life: I'm Just Gross" today. 


Anyway, it's good to know that if all else fails in life for Sare and I, we can open up our own moving company! How exciting. "Sare and Mare: Moving Extraordinaire's!" Of course, in the fine print, there would be a little clause about only moving things down stairs...