Well, we’re half-moved.
The beds and most of the furniture are moved. And we’re technically living in the new house. But we have no working kitchen. The sink’s all clogged up, so we can’t install the dishwasher till that’s fixed, and the fridge is delayed till Wednesday.
Also, all my books and study furniture have yet to be moved. Not that I’ve got lots of free time to kick back and read much at the moment.
But my Internet’s working. So…I’ve got that going for me. Which is nice.
This house had never been wired for cable. Ever. The kid that showed up looked a bit stressed out when he realized just exactly how much work would be required. But he brought his dog with him and I watched that dog pee all over the neighbor’s trash and then wander through my yard (and you just know he left me a little something!) so I wasn’t too concerned about the kid’s emotional state.
He got busy, and a mere four hours later, he was running up and down the stairs trying to figure out why the phone didn’t work. By then, I was kickin’ back in my non-functioning kitchen reading Next by Michael Crichton and eating popcorn, watching him stress out. Yeah, the kitchen’s not really working but I’ve got the microwave and the coffee machine going. So I can make coffee and popcorn. And peanut butter and jelly. Which is pretty much what we ate all day today until RegularDad came home and we all went out for burgers.
So, it’s all screwed up, but we’re okay. We press on to better days. And dishwasher installation.
It’s just your basic move, really.
Now Now, at least you have the internet! And at least you have coffee! It could be worse. The roof could blow off and it might rain. LOL.
Or worse still you could be in a tent with 5 teenagers. Ahhhhhh!
Mmmm Coffee, I think I shall be off to get some!
One day, you’ll look back on this and smile. Maybe you are now, I know I am.
Congrats! So happy for you. What a very long way you’ve come from CO a year ago.
Ugh, I hate moving! I hope the rest of the move is smoother for you.
Um, yeah. I don’t have cable. Still. So you could live here. For high speed internet, it involved tears. Lots of them. Many very slow internet searches and me telling DH, who went to work, as a web administrator everyday, in his office with high speed internet everday, that there would be a way. And him telling me something about how the upload speed wouldn’t be as good so it wouldn’t really be worth it. Oh wait, I’m taking you back to my moving hell.
See, you could live here. :-).
Thanks, everyone. It’s good to know I’m not the only one who has been through this. Urgh.
And a special hi to Scarlett! Always good to see you!
Congrats on your move and the whole upheaval. Now you’ve gone and got the kid in the vortex. If you are going down, everyone else is too….
Nothing you’ve said here changed my mind. I still say MOVING SUCKS.
It’s my opinion, and you can’t change it!
BWA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!
Moving can be a drag, but there is something cruelly gratifying about watching the 12 year old internet-installer have a little bit of a hard time.
Sorry, did I actually type that. I guess I’m projecting my computer illiterate frustrations out on the poor boy.
Well, without my internet, I’d be lost . . . so important things first.
Who needs a kitchen, you can order take-out online!