Friday, September 02, 2005

D-Day

Or should I call it "M-Day?" You know, "M" as in MOVING.

From nine this morning until right now, I have been furiously packing, carrying, loading, driving, unloading, carrying and unpacking everything I own into a house less than half of the size of the one I left. Make no mistake, the new place is beautiful, it's just taxing to get all of that stuff into a much smaller space.

The short notice we received did little to make moving day less stressful than it would normally be. But a pushy buyer's need to get her two bratty children enrolled in school pushed the closing up more than two weeks, and pushed us out of our home much more quickly than we would've liked. But all in all, it was a successful and streamlined job. My two roommates, my boyfriend and I sweated through hours of jamming belongings into cars while the moving men took care of the big stuff for us. And now my new bedroom looks like a war zone of boxes, clothes and shoes, but at least it's all there.

So, the good news is: I'm all moved in, and it'll only take a few more days to make my new place feel like home. The bad news: No internet until Friday of next week.

It's always something.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Well, look at the bright side of things.....as much as you have moved in the last year, you have become an expert packer and mover, right? Ha...ha...ha...........
DNR

Popeye said...

Welcome home. . .

Kristi said...

glad it went well