What was I thinking? This moved has sucked the last bit of energy out of me like a...well, never mind. Suffice to say - I'm flippin' tired.
I arrived back in Florida the last Wednesday in April. I had 4 days before the packers arrived. No problem.
Well, except that I still hadn't said proper goodbyes to some very important people. Throw that into the mix and you have basic chaos. (Something I am oh too familiar with.)
Got in rather late on Wednesday - I have to admit the drive was really getting to me. So I slept. And then I slept some more.
Thursday I got some things done before the "relocation advisor" was due on Friday. Thursday evening - a wonderful dinner with friends.
Friday - Relo Adivsor, a bit of work and then off to Bradenton. Sunday St. Pete and then home. What a whirlwind weekend.
Monday morning arrived I foolishly thought I had everything in hand. I was even so bold as to WAIT for the movers. Sit down on my couch and wait. WTF was I DOING?!?!?!
The packers arrived around 10:00am. 2 of them. The lead packer was so old I didn't know how he found the strength to tear the tape off the roll. Oh, wait. He didn't. That leaves one packer. GEEZ. Maybe I shoulda got off my ass and done something ahead of time.
The funniest line was the day was compliments of that lead packer. He walked in and we assessed the house. Then we walk to my bakers rack, AKA THE BAR. I open the doors and tell him it's very, very important that they take very good care of that precious cargo.
He looks at me, looks around the family room and kitchen and says...."Missy? I hope you don't mind me sayin', but you must lead a real romantic life. All these candles and all this wine." At which point I laughed and said - "it's not wine, we're talking some serious booze here!"
Me! A real ROMANTIC life. Ahhhhh the humanity!
Anyway - believe it or not they moved pretty quickly - packing that is. As the minutes passed the stacks of boxes grew. Finally around 2:00 in the afternoon the moving crew arrived. 3 more bodies to help with rest of the packing and securing my life on that damned truck.
Finally the truck is full and the house is empty. I am exhausted. Lucky for me my friends called and told me to come for dinner. Hell Yeah!!!
Tuesday dawned (for me) at 3:45am. I was on the road by 2:30pm headin' north for the last drive.
But I did chuckle the for most of that long, long drive. Some Romantic Life. If he only knew!!!
next - the move IN. Teresa's already got a bit of a teaser posted.
So thrilled to be able to read your tales, and catch up...I am smiling from ear to ear.
Posted by: ArmyWifeToddlerMom at May 16, 2005 08:44 PM