the move...

oh my, can i tell you how much i hate moving? no, hate isn't a good word. i loathe moving. i hate every aspect of the whole "move" process. first you have to start the process of changing your address...EVERYWHERE! do you realize just
how many places have your address? oh my lordy!! then there is dealing with the utility people. have to shut off here, have to start here, have to have a gazillion dollars in transfer/shut off/start fees!! holy schniickies. (it's my
word, but i don't know how to spell it!!) then you are consumed with finding boxes. and more boxes. and then more boxes. you need big ones for blankets and clothes. medium ones for more than i want to list. small ones for little things. then you need some plastic containers for stuff you don't want ruined (like crafty stuff...i own stock in rubbermaid now...)

so back to finding boxes. you look everywhere and every box you see you are thinking what you can pack in it. i have to say that stampin up boxes are the best. unfortunately, i had MANY in a variety of sizes!! i also snagged a bunch
from work (they were all syringe boxes!) so anyone walking by thinks all i do is stamp and shoot up! not true!! so after the boxes are collected, you still need more. so what the freak...i went to lowe's and bought a grundle cause i thought we didn't have enough. do you know how many boxes were left in my garage after everything was moved? oh, maybe 30!!! so then i had to get rid of them all.

then you pack. and pack. and it's all you do. pack. did i mention you pack? this is the worst. you have that heart wrenching debate of "should i keep this little trinket i got a bazillion years ago that i forgot i had?" with more things than you imagine. so you end up purging. or packing and then purging when you unpack. that's brilliant!! and no matter how much packing you do and how much you think you are done, you are never done!!! the movers show up and you look around as they are asking you what goes (um, all of it?? i'm moving,
duh!) and they say "what about those clothes on the floor" or "what about those whatevers on the floor". packing is never done.

then the movers come. i mentioned when they pulled up, "um, your truck is too small." i was assured that it was fine and they can make it all fit. "um, no, your truck is too small." "no mam, we know what we are doing, we'll get it in."

so three hours later, the truck is full and there is still a ton of stuff not on. like big stuff that can't go in a car. like a tv and dining room table and chairs. lamps, lawn movers. you know, easy stuff to transport for a little
girl and her cute mom (yes, she worked her little patootie off...more on that in a minute!). so i say "um, your truck's too small." "yep, i guess you were right." really, genius? arghhhhh!!!!!!!! so now what? um, we make 4 more trips in trucks. and my boyfriend's parents who are not spring chickens anymore (and i thank them for all they did!) have to come with their truck. whatever. oh, and they can't get a couch out of the room. so they killed the door frame in the process. fine. just get a move on!!

anyway, we made it to the new house. the movers did a good job of getting all the boxes in mostly the right place. then head on their way. so then it's me and my cute mom in a sea of boxes. oh, and the mouse. and more boxes. you get the picture.

so after about 4 hours of cleaning up after the movers, our old house is clean. the new house is a mess, but we are all in. now it just comes the part of unpacking. forever.

the good thing out of all this? i absolutely ADORE my new house! i love it!! it is so fun and cute and wonderful! (despite the houdini mouse!!).

pictures will be posted when i can find the camera in a box.