It's A New Day!

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Registered: 10-22-2001
It's A New Day!
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Sun, 07-29-2012 - 8:50pm
While actually it's night here but I thought it is a New Day for myself and my ds...
We are moving in three days:smileyhappy:...
Been packing on and off today...taking another break...:smileywink:...I am tired:smileysad:...and it's hot and humid, although it's beginning to cool down tonite...much better for sleeping.
I might finish up shortly...
One more drawer to go through tonight and then it's just my dresser with a mirror (ALREADY taken off) that has six drawers (small ones) I have two boxes for those.
Pretty much what's left ds and I can get done tomorrow and Tuesday night...:smileywink:...i get our truck then...:smileyhappy:...
Hopefully we can get it pretty much loaded up and we will be off the next day. Yeah!!!
So excited now it's getting so much closer. The best part is I can un-pack this up-coming week and then come back the following one to clean...
Gave myself lots of time...Smart Girl!!!
I was thinking of tearing down my bed and sleeping on the floor for one night but my ds said Mom I will help you in the morning.
It's pretty easy shouldn't take any length of time but now I am getting "Anxious"!!!
Nightangel
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Registered: 10-22-2001
Sun, 07-29-2012 - 8:51pm
Just want to get her done...lol...:smileywink:...
Nightangel
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Registered: 02-28-2001
Mon, 07-30-2012 - 2:22am

Girl, I wish I could count the number of times I have moved in my life, and we weren't even a military family.  One time my dad was gone off somewhere and when he came home, my mother had sold our house!  That was pretty normal stuff for us.  She wasn't crazy, she just got an offer that she couldn't refuse.  At another point in my life, when I was already moved out of the house and living with my 2nd husband in Florida, I was working 3-11 at the hospital and often pulling double shifts, working until 7 the next morning.  At that time we owned a home in Louisiana, a ski lodge in New Mexico, and my parents were living in a 3rd house in Colorado.  I had been working many double shifts and sleeping during the day and the last time I had talked to my mom I told her I would be doing this.  Once I got through with my last "hell shift" I realized I hadn't spoken with her in about 2 weeks, which, for us, was a REALLLLY long time.  So, I called the number for the house in Colorado and got a recording that the number was no longer in service.  I double checked the number and called again, and received the same recording AGAIN.  Okaaaay.  So I called the house in Louisiana, thinking they might be there visiting my brother and seeing my grandparents.  Nope.  Lastly, I called the house in New Mexico and my mother answered on the 2nd ring.  "Ma, I just called the house in Colorado and got a recording that the number has been disconnected."  There was a short silence, then this kind of sheepish little voice said, "Oh, I meant to call and tell you we had sold that house and moved, but you were working such long, weird hours that I forgot!"  Well, you've heard that old stand-up comic routine about the parents moving but they found them again?  Well, it actually happened to me.  :smileysurprised:  FOR REAL!  Now we share a home with my Mom, so I'm able to keep track of her much better.  Another time, they were on the road traveling to all the big rodeos out west (they had a custom made western wear business at the time) and my grandmother in Missouri got very sick and no one could locate them.  I literally chased them by phone across six western states and finally had to call the Sheriff's department in the county where they were attending a rodeo and they went and found them and had them call me.  It was at that point that I pitched a hissy fit and INSISTED that they get a cell phone.  This was back in the day when cell phones were called "bag phones".  This thing was literally a hand-set that was attached to this monster base that was in a bag and it HAD to be plugged into the cigarette lighter to work.  So that's a little background on why moving puts me in a borderline socio-psychopathic state.  I hate it with a passion that exceeds everything else on this earth almost, except for snakes.

And the whole point of all that was to give you a couple of little hints that I have learned as a result of all this wandering around.  Do yourselves a favor and save your beds for the VERY LAST THINGS YOU PUT ON THE TRUCK.  That way, when you get to your new home, they will be the very first things OFF the truck.  Get them off and go ahead and set them up.  Then get the box that you've packed with your bed linens and bathroom stuff, towels, washcloths, bathing supplies, etc. off next and set up your bathroom.  That way, regardless of how late you arrive at your new home, whether anything else gets taken off the truck that night or not, you will have your own beds to sleep in when you are so tired and cruddy from moving all day.  You will be able to take your shower and fall into bed even if there isn't another thing in the house, and get a good night's sleep, ready to do the rest of it the next day.  Every person that we've shared that little hint with has called later to thank us for sharing it with them because if they hadn't done it that way, they would have murdered their other family members by the time they got to the beds if they had been packed in the front of the truck.  Moving is hard, exhausting work, and no matter how much you are looking forward to making that new start, it is still very stressful.  Do yourselves this one tiny little favor, and I promise things will go so much easier.  Even if all you do is just put your mattresses on the floor, at least they are your mattresses and you will get a good night's sleep.  I am so excited for you and wish you both every good thing and closure on this part of your life that was such a painful experience.  May you never lay eyes on that dirtbag again.  Safe travels and keep us posted!

Mama Harmony

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Registered: 01-02-2008
Mon, 07-30-2012 - 10:47am

Cajon;; You are so funny and I feel exactly like you as I can get very psychotic if I have to move... Let me explain.. I used to have a job as a tour manager for like almost 15 years until the economy crashed.. Well I loved that job but I had to always pack and unpack and deal with alot of crazy tourists and clients.. I had to know alot because I was always on the road.. So although I still love to travel I need alot of motivation ...

I have also wandered around the planet because of my ex and leaving him when he was abusive.. I remember the first time I left home I went to a hotel for about two weeks and then ex found me there. I wanted to clear my head as we all say when we leave and so when ex found me I packed up car and drove down to Florida from NY with a friend.. I stayed in Florida for a few weeks and it was heaven ..When ex found me there I packed up car again and drove back up to New York to another friends house.When ex found me there I packed up car and went to New Jersey to stay with a friend. I had to learn all about that state and where to go and what to do.. It took time but all in all it was a good experience and I stayed there for about 15 months..After that this guy I knew moved to Florida and so I went off with him to see if I could live down there..I was there for six months when my lawyer and the courts forced me back to New York for my divorce.. So  I then went back to NY to my sister's house and stayed there for awhile and then after about two years I had to return to marital home for the divorce...After my divorce and all I went back down to Florida to see if I could make it with a guy I was working with.. So Off I went back down to Florida for a few months but I didnt like it plus the relationship wasnt working out so I left Florida again and came back up to NY in 2008 back to my sister;s house and here is where I have been since then..

Talk about tired.. Yes; I am tired of wandering around although I would love to get my own place I think I might be staying where I am now for awhile (lol)

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Registered: 03-26-2003
Mon, 07-30-2012 - 6:41pm

((hugs))) I am anxious for you!! I hope all goes well and I love Harmony's story and advice!! I will try and remember that advice when I move next (I rent to so eventually I will have to move, LOL)


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Registered: 10-22-2001
Wed, 08-01-2012 - 7:06am
Thanks! My sentiments exactly..."dirtbag"...me to!!!
It astounds me how much "Personal" information people share...
Most of the people I love and care about know I do not want my address or phone numbers given out. It is a "Safety" issue for most of us. When in doubt do not give it out, they can always get a Contact number for that person. Your choice then whether or not you return the call etc. Same as revealing whether or not a person is there or even if you have seen them. Part of the "Checking" up or "Checking" in they do whether or not in some cases even if you are not together or in a relationship at all. For some " Stalking" of them by an ex is a very real problem.
Nightangel
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Registered: 10-22-2001
Wed, 08-01-2012 - 7:09am
Thanks again Cajun...:smileyhappy:...
Nightangel
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Registered: 10-22-2001
Wed, 08-01-2012 - 7:24am
I loved everybody's responses, thanks ever so much! My friend drove me down yesterday to pick up my ds's desk. It had not been taken apart...:smileysad:...but my friend did it and we got it over to our new place! Yeah!!! I took pics for my ds so he could see it there at our new place. I think this will be very good for him. He talked to my dad on the phone yesterday...:smileyhappy:...and he was out on our balcony ALONE he was excited and was waiting for me to pull in with our truck. I felt so proud!!!
Then he went with me downstairs to get a couple of cans of pop for us. It's been so HOT and humid here...Later we took some recycling down and HE sorted it! My hands were tired...We checked out the truck together and made sure it was locked. He thinks it's pretty cool. He texted his sister telling dd I look so tiny getting out and by the truck. He said to me God Mom you are small. Of course he is probably 6' 5"...lol:smileywink:...
Of course it started to pour when my friend drove me to pick up the truck, two friends offered to help...:smileyhappy:...:smileywink:...yesterday everybody seemed to go out of their way and anybody who was rude I was really nice to, they must be having a Bad Day!!!...I got a little wet and plans changed. We are loading this morning! So we will be without the Internet but hopefully back on-line soon! My ds and I have movies to watch but I told him we will probably be too tired...he he he!!!
Nightangel