I hate moving almost as much as I hate snow day lunch duty (see past blog for more info).
I live my life in constant and extreme organization and therefore, the chaos that comes with moving is almost too much to handle. This moving process is particularly bad because we are moving like 10 feet from our current apartment which gives my husband zero incentive to get it all done at once and therefore I will live in chaos for a few days. If I had a Harry Potter wand and I would point it at my current apartment and say something along the lines of "packus and moveus" and my problem would be solved. but I don't have a Harry Potter wand b/c apparently Harry Potter isn't real.
time out. (Zach Morris style) My precious hubby REALLY cannot stand my love/obsession with Harry Potter and makes fun of me constantly. One time he caught me reading Harry Potter whilst listening to the soundtrack and I thought he was going to die laughing.
time in. the apartment we are moving to is smaller and therefore, we have to downsize. I am not thrilled about this particularly when it means I cannot proudly display all of my Celine stuff due to serious lack of space. I am really working to count my blessings on this one because I am not excited about moving into an apartment that is smaller than the small one I am in now. So in an effort to focus on the good and not the bad, here are the things I am looking forward to about moving next door:
- moving day means I get to spend some time with my mom since she's helping, this is maybe the best part.
- moving means we get new appliances that are stainless steel
- the new apartment promises to be "more soundproof" than the one we are currently in. i'm praying that's true.
- we get Verizon Fios cable/internet which is already working and apparently really cool. This means I can watch Jon and Kate's marriage fall apart on several channels.
- my sister is going to move into the apartment we currently live in because she can move quickly whenever the house sells. I don't think it will sell anytime soon so that means my sis will be my neighbor. I think that's fun.
- moving this week means that Jacky (my enormous cat and favorite feline) gets to come back home. he's been at my parents due to the moving chaos and my extreme paranoia about something happening to him. i miss my chubby boy.
so...tomorrow begins and if i'm lucky, ends the moving process. can't wait to have you all over to show off the new place. but don't plan on eating, we don't have space for a kitchen table :)