Thursday, September 06, 2007

Moved In....Finally

Well we finished moving in to the new condo Tuesday..did I mention that we have been moving since Sunday????

I can hardly put into words just how happy that I am that this is over.....people are mean.



It seems that me and "all my shit" (direct quote) found a way to piss off every body that helped us move. Yes, I'll admit it, I'm somewhat of a hoarder...I like things...in all the colors they come in...and different shapes too.



Imagine being berated and chastised for having too much shit for 3 days straight..yeah, feels great huh??? Every time someone new would show up, they felt it necessary to go from room to room screaming: WOOOOOOO...DANNNNGGG!!!! LOOK AT ALL THIS SHIT!!!!



Tuesday night, me and TOH were watching TV and he brought up the subject again..When I finally got upset and said I was sick of being told that, in so many words, I "wasn't shit", TOH said that I was being disrespectful to the people that were helping us move...umm..huh, what? I wasn't trying to be disrespectful, I was just tired. And I felt like people were looking down on me because I wasn't hauling a sofa on my back...excuuuuse me, I'm just the person who packed it all up in LESS THAN A WEEK...ALL BY MYSELF..WITH NO HELP..and I'm the person who will have to UNpack it...ALL BY MYSELF..WITH NO HELP!!! Thank god, my mom and sister came by to help me this week..my little sister is so cute, setting up my bookshelf like it was Barnes and Noble..family is great sometimes.

Anyway, now we're in..and away from the ghetto..for now, at least.....

2 comments:

Riotgrrlwargasm said...

I FEEL your PAIN! I fucking HATE moving. Would you believe me if I told you I was honestly having nightmares last night that I was moving?? Now that's a funny coincidence!

We've been moved in for a month, and I still don't have it all unpacked or put together. I should say WE because if I don't have Boloney Sandwich helping me, I just won't do it because then he'll get used to duffing again and I'm not having it.

And if I absolutely can not motivate him to get going on something, like, say, organize all the miscellaneous guy garbage in the basement storage locker so we can move it, I call in the reinforcements--my mini-me, my little sister. She's great. She's come to my rescue so many times I can't even count!

Mammawannabe said...

Congrats on the move!