I Never Want To Do This Again
⊆ August 23rd by Pam | ˜ 5 Comments »We are STILL not in the new house. What makes it even worse is that we had to be out of our rent house by the end of the weekend. (Just the inside at least).
(Before you start thinking my Land Lords are Asses, let me clarify one thing, I think the same thing!!! But we did just pay up until this weekend and they do need to paint the inside of the house. So I guess I can’t crab too much, but it still feels good.)
What this means is that we are technically homeless. All our stuff is in a moving truck or in someone’s garage.
One of our really good friends actually volunteered to let us stay with them (and their three kids), and help with the whole non-move. They were really great to come all weekend and help us from early morning to late late at night.
We packed stuff upon stuff upon stuff. I kept finding random stuff all over there place that had no real home, but I was so tired of trying to decide if we want it or not and just starting throwing stuff in boxes (with no lable – so that should be fun later when we actually move…not). I cleaned like I have never cleaned that house before. I whipped out the Comet and scrubbed my hardest on the tub.
I even shampooed all the carpets in the house (our bedroom was really icky after we moved all of our furniture out – ew…). I am now very sore, tired, and just want to be in my own house with my new sofa, bed, and frigde. (We picked up the fridge on sunday. It looks AWESOME!!)
I think I might suggest to Hubby, if this whole thing goes more then a few more days, that we spend a night or two at a hotel. Granted our friends will have to watch the dog, but that is easy. And we will be out of their hair for a few days. AND it will be like a mini vacation for us.
Hmmm…maybe…
Update: 4:30pm – Just got a call from my broker and WE HAVE A CLOSING DATE!!!! We are finally closing on Wednesday at 1pm.
*sigh*
I’m so relieved and there feels like so much weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
So who wants to come help me move? Again…
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