and so little time....
Well with just a day over a week till we have to be out it feels like there is still so much to do. The dumpster arrives today, and we'll have it till the end. A good amount of our furniture is going in it since the folks are buying mostly new stuff. The new furniture arrives on Friday. Whats not being chucked is getting moved this weekend, as we'll borrow my Bro-in Laws truck to haul it over to the new place.
While a good portion of my belongings are already there (except for clothes, 2 comic boxes, and DVD's) my folks seem to be just starting to pack. This drives me nuts. They're running around like chickens without heads trying to figure out why there's so much to do, but they waited till the last week to even begin packing. UG! Serious lack of forsight.
Also, they just seemed to have realized that they have to notify a whole lot of places about the move. While I took care of the Cable/Phone/Comp (cause thats in my name and I pay it, so I called them 2 weeks ago and set up times for the switchover) they still have to contact the Gas...Electric...Post office...Credit Cards...Car Payments...DMV...and several others. Yet my Mom is so busy running up to spend time with my oldest bitch sister (who just got served her divorce papers, her second failed marriage. Hey I just realized, she failed at everything. She's a crappy sister, a crappy kid, a crappy wife and a crappy mother. Heh, and she always said I was the failure of the family.) thats she doesn't have time to do anything. I'd do it, but since my names not on the bills I can't.
Work goes good. I'm driving 5 days a week now. Also the Poet is trying to get transfered to night security, and my Cuz is trying to get hired to security. It would be great to get them both on there.
Babushka is still not sure what she wants to do about her schooling. I wish I had more answers for her, but all I can do is listen and hug. Hope that'll be enough. If not I can also take a baseball bat to some of the morons she's dealing with.
The Demons Mother and older Sister have asked a mutal freind to get them my new address and phone number. Hmmmm.....
Still trying to save for the Denver wedding trip, but it's not going as good as I would like due to the move. If I can't manage to scrap up some more money soon I'm afraid I may not be able to afford the trip. I don't like the idea of backing out, I so want to see Brendragon get married.
My Lil Sis is having to get tests on a cyst on her overies to see if it's cancerous. Also my little Kells Bells has to go for back surgery. And I haven't been able to get ahold of my Sharebear for over 2 months now. I also haven't gotten to see/hear from Boston, Bm and the Hottie, or Roe-Roe. Far too much to worry about while the move is going on.
Stress? What stress?
best line tonight, a quote from Pulp Fiction:
'No, I'm pretty F*cking far from OK.'
While a good portion of my belongings are already there (except for clothes, 2 comic boxes, and DVD's) my folks seem to be just starting to pack. This drives me nuts. They're running around like chickens without heads trying to figure out why there's so much to do, but they waited till the last week to even begin packing. UG! Serious lack of forsight.
Also, they just seemed to have realized that they have to notify a whole lot of places about the move. While I took care of the Cable/Phone/Comp (cause thats in my name and I pay it, so I called them 2 weeks ago and set up times for the switchover) they still have to contact the Gas...Electric...Post office...Credit Cards...Car Payments...DMV...and several others. Yet my Mom is so busy running up to spend time with my oldest bitch sister (who just got served her divorce papers, her second failed marriage. Hey I just realized, she failed at everything. She's a crappy sister, a crappy kid, a crappy wife and a crappy mother. Heh, and she always said I was the failure of the family.) thats she doesn't have time to do anything. I'd do it, but since my names not on the bills I can't.
Work goes good. I'm driving 5 days a week now. Also the Poet is trying to get transfered to night security, and my Cuz is trying to get hired to security. It would be great to get them both on there.
Babushka is still not sure what she wants to do about her schooling. I wish I had more answers for her, but all I can do is listen and hug. Hope that'll be enough. If not I can also take a baseball bat to some of the morons she's dealing with.
The Demons Mother and older Sister have asked a mutal freind to get them my new address and phone number. Hmmmm.....
Still trying to save for the Denver wedding trip, but it's not going as good as I would like due to the move. If I can't manage to scrap up some more money soon I'm afraid I may not be able to afford the trip. I don't like the idea of backing out, I so want to see Brendragon get married.
My Lil Sis is having to get tests on a cyst on her overies to see if it's cancerous. Also my little Kells Bells has to go for back surgery. And I haven't been able to get ahold of my Sharebear for over 2 months now. I also haven't gotten to see/hear from Boston, Bm and the Hottie, or Roe-Roe. Far too much to worry about while the move is going on.
Stress? What stress?
best line tonight, a quote from Pulp Fiction:
'No, I'm pretty F*cking far from OK.'
These Echoes In The Silence Brought To You By Azathoth100 at 9:41 AM
Hey, man, listen up. Your presence at my wedding is required. All you need to do is take time off work. My best g/f A is coming on her own and leaving hubby home with the kids, also due to financial reasons, so we have plenty of room. 'A' can even share our bed or take the air mattress(she weighs probably all of 90lbs), so you can have the big comfy futon. It's wood, with an innerspring mattresy thing. Oh, and plane fare? Give us a hand if you can, even if you only have $3 to spare, and we'll cover the rest. Seriously. This isn't a charity thing; it's me, getting married, and unless it will jeopardize your new job, I need you here. In fact, I'll make you a deal. You find out how much time you can get off work around the 10th, even if for just the weekend(you can stay longer if you want!), and buy an outfit you'll be comfortable wearing standing next to Mr.M in, and we'll find you a plane ticket. Deal? *slightly panicking*
I hope you get unstressed about the move. When my dad was moving up, he was off work for 3 weeks before we went down to move him, and he packed nothing, and called nobody. We did it all in 2 days. lmaoooooo Boy was that tiring.
Moving sucks about worse than anything, I think. Just remember, this move shall pass!!
damn, aza, you are SO busy! But, it's honestly GOOD busy!
bah. all these issues. Your room's ready whenever you need it.
-Midget
Isn't moving amazingly fun and awesome? Yes, I'm kidding.
oh hey! The e-mail you sent out didn't get to me, because you sent it to my wrong e-mail address. Amazonia deleted it by accident, so i don't have your new Phone #. Is your cell still working? I've left a couple messages but haven't heard yet.
Gimme a call on my cell if you can.
See ya