Got home from visiting MIL this evening (she was on a cruise and just got back) and ALL of our stuff was packed up and ready to go! I think the only thing missing was a pineapple at the foot of the bed! Young kids really disrupt a household of old fogies.
Stone of Tears isn't a bad book, I actually want to read through all of it, unlike Legend of the Seeker season 2 (I've had 5 episodes left for 18+ months).
I really, really miss my dog. :( I never knew how many pet commercials are on TV (we don't watch TV normally), I tear up at every one of them. My head tells me it was the right thing to do, but my heart is still second-guessing. RIP, Porschea, I only wish you had bitten The Dude once before you left us. (he never deserved a dog as good as she was)
The Dude has been a complete and total wreck for weeks, and it's actually getting worse. He misses clock, and he keeps telling me we made a terrible mistake and need to go back to our house in Texas with no boxes. Today I was goofing around with him and went too far, his face actually went red with rage as he tried to hit me, right before he ran upstairs and cried. When I went up to talk to him he told me I'm a horrible mommy, my hugs are horrible and my kisses are horrible. I feel so bad for him, he's being pushed so far beyond his limits. DK has even started melting down the last few days. She desperately clings to Grandpa since her daddy isn't around. She needs mommy, but desperately loves daddy best.
The futon here is not comfortable and the upstairs a/c is puny. I stew in my own juices every night. The kids are sleeping in the same bed as I am, DK screams every hour or so for various reasons (like The Dude using her stomach as a pillow) and The Dude flops all over the bed.
I did something right for once, in my mother's eyes: I sent her a bouquet of flowers with a Thank You balloon and a Thank You card. "I'm your mother, you didn't have to do that!" I replied, "You helped out so much, I just wanted to show you how much we appreciated it." Many of you may be thinking "but your mother is such a bitch, why did you do that?" Well, the living-in-the-same-city thing didn't work out so I'd like to start the living-across-the-country relationship on the right foot. Score 1 for Stacky (for a change)!!!!
I hope we find rest stops with "family restrooms," otherwise I don't know how I'm going to be able to pee with The Dude and DK in tow. The Dude isn't a big deal anymore, but DK is.
We have nothing but excellent reports on the area we're moving to. I'm kind of amazed how everything just fell into place.
The Fat Lady sang on Thursday, and I am no longer a HOMOner. Even though the area was not right for us, many important things happened to me in that house. In hindsight, even with the loss of equity, it was a good purchase. We ended up with $1500 more than they originally estimated, so the move comes out to a net 0.
Speaking of move, our stuff is expected to be delivered on Tuesday or Wednesday. So far, I am SO glad we went with this particular moving company! It's one of the Atlas branches, based in Houston. The guys showed up on time (actually, some showed up earlier) on the move day, and they had 75% loaded in 2 hours. The last 25% took another 2 hours (wrapping up furniture, breaking down the bed, boxing mattresses, etc). The head dude said we did a good job of staging things that made it easier on them, which was my intent. According to the woman that called, we have one of their top drivers moving our crap, so that's a bonus. Since we had weird logistics, they had no issues picking up our crap, storing locally in Houston until a convenient truck came along, then shipping up to PA. Our original delivery range was the 31st - Aug 10. Expected is 31-1. Not bad! We packed everything except the mattresses and the Chihuly (one of the only things I would be truly upset if it got trashed). clock was happy to learn that they individually wrapped each guitar case in moving blankets AND put them in a separate open-top box marked "do not stack." My current hope is that there's an accident with the couch and it gets totally trashed, and they have to pay for a new one. Pie-in-the-sky, sure, but a girl can dream. We'll see how delivery goes.
My sister's in-laws want to know if the property owner is doing a deep clean of our new place. If not, they want to hire maids for us as a "welcome to Philly" gift. I have always found them to be really awesome people (I met them 2 days after I met my BIL, they invited me to brunch in NYC), and this just seals the deal.
Crap. It's raining. Can't open the windows.
I'm finishing off the wine as I write this. I just answered an ad for a pair of Fluevogs I want on the Marketplace. I hope they're not already spoken for. DAMN YOU, TOXICFUR!!!!!!!!
Time to get to bed.
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