5: we done did it.
originally posted Tue., Oct. 11, 2005; 3:43 a.m. EDT
moved.
we done moved y'all. to say it was stressful is an understatement.
y'all know that list of stressful life events?
what you mean "no"?
y'all know what i'm talkin bout. i don't know who made it up, i just know i've seen it. a few times.
*sucking my teeth...*
ANY way.
the list consists of a bunch of stressful life events. moving is on there. along with getting married or your spouse dying. and i think each thing has a number and you add them all when you're done. the total score tells how stressed ya izz. i don't know bout the rest of y'all folk, but moving is VERY stressful for me. off-the-meter stressful. i can't believe i'm still alive.
i tried my best not to get all outta joint but it was hard. i have a vague recollection of not being able to sleep the night before we rolled out cuz i was too nervous (i had to drive a few hundred miles in the a.m.) and there was too much noise going on outside the bedroom window. thank Goddess we got the hell outta that house and that city. it was truly workin on my last nerve, most of it.
i was operating in my usual mode of sleep-deprived mania as we got ready to pull out of the city under cover of chilly night. i couldn't believe i was getting behind the wheel of a car in the dark with less than 4 hours of sleep. my daughter rode in the car with me and i felt super anxious. my hubby drove the moving van and my son rode with him. we all had our cell phones and i told hubby before we left that i'd be calling him as soon as i felt the need to pull over.
i thought i'd get close to 100 miles before that happened. hahahaha "nature will not be cheated." that's what one of my ex-es used to say and it's true. we got about 15 miles outside of the city and i had to stop. we got another 20 or 30 miles and i had to stop again. on the 3rd (4th?) stop, we stopped for 30-45 minutes. i took a nap and they got breakfast at Hardee's. the nap worked a small miracle. we stopped once more about an hour later, then we sailed into our new city on a wave of wide-awake enthusiasm.
believe it or not, by the time the men got everything in here, i was halfway done unpacking. we still have a ton of packed boxes tho and it's beeeeecuzzzzzzzzzzzz our new house won't be ready until next year. so we're staying in a 'partment until then it's kinda weird to be back in an apartment after living in the house. i miss having our own washer and dryer. we do have that option here but i'm passing cuz it's additonal $ and i don't want to worry about any leaks to the people under us.
what i don't miss is jostling laundry back and forth from the top floor to the basement. i miss some of the little ones in our old neighborhood but i don't miss many of the adults. i miss the relative safety we had there--in the midst of a never-ending crime spree that swirled all around us--because my husband grew up in that neighborhood and was well-known and well-liked by everyone there who knew him.
the things i don't miss are too numerous to detail here. i would be typing for days, commentary with
no end.
it's pretty decent here. quiet. mostly. the people are friendly. mostly. prices are less expensive for most things. our new house will certainly be less expensive than our old one. and newer. (yayyyyyyyyyy!) with more space than our old house.
any whooo, we're getting settled in to our new digs, our new town, our new lives. it's all so... new. but it feels like home already. i'm thankful.
- bliss
moved.
we done moved y'all. to say it was stressful is an understatement.
y'all know that list of stressful life events?
what you mean "no"?
y'all know what i'm talkin bout. i don't know who made it up, i just know i've seen it. a few times.
*sucking my teeth...*
ANY way.
the list consists of a bunch of stressful life events. moving is on there. along with getting married or your spouse dying. and i think each thing has a number and you add them all when you're done. the total score tells how stressed ya izz. i don't know bout the rest of y'all folk, but moving is VERY stressful for me. off-the-meter stressful. i can't believe i'm still alive.
i tried my best not to get all outta joint but it was hard. i have a vague recollection of not being able to sleep the night before we rolled out cuz i was too nervous (i had to drive a few hundred miles in the a.m.) and there was too much noise going on outside the bedroom window. thank Goddess we got the hell outta that house and that city. it was truly workin on my last nerve, most of it.
i was operating in my usual mode of sleep-deprived mania as we got ready to pull out of the city under cover of chilly night. i couldn't believe i was getting behind the wheel of a car in the dark with less than 4 hours of sleep. my daughter rode in the car with me and i felt super anxious. my hubby drove the moving van and my son rode with him. we all had our cell phones and i told hubby before we left that i'd be calling him as soon as i felt the need to pull over.
i thought i'd get close to 100 miles before that happened. hahahaha "nature will not be cheated." that's what one of my ex-es used to say and it's true. we got about 15 miles outside of the city and i had to stop. we got another 20 or 30 miles and i had to stop again. on the 3rd (4th?) stop, we stopped for 30-45 minutes. i took a nap and they got breakfast at Hardee's. the nap worked a small miracle. we stopped once more about an hour later, then we sailed into our new city on a wave of wide-awake enthusiasm.
believe it or not, by the time the men got everything in here, i was halfway done unpacking. we still have a ton of packed boxes tho and it's beeeeecuzzzzzzzzzzzz our new house won't be ready until next year. so we're staying in a 'partment until then it's kinda weird to be back in an apartment after living in the house. i miss having our own washer and dryer. we do have that option here but i'm passing cuz it's additonal $ and i don't want to worry about any leaks to the people under us.
what i don't miss is jostling laundry back and forth from the top floor to the basement. i miss some of the little ones in our old neighborhood but i don't miss many of the adults. i miss the relative safety we had there--in the midst of a never-ending crime spree that swirled all around us--because my husband grew up in that neighborhood and was well-known and well-liked by everyone there who knew him.
the things i don't miss are too numerous to detail here. i would be typing for days, commentary with
no end.
it's pretty decent here. quiet. mostly. the people are friendly. mostly. prices are less expensive for most things. our new house will certainly be less expensive than our old one. and newer. (yayyyyyyyyyy!) with more space than our old house.
any whooo, we're getting settled in to our new digs, our new town, our new lives. it's all so... new. but it feels like home already. i'm thankful.
- bliss
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