I mean, moving really sucks...
And I'm not even talking about the emotional aspect of leaving friends you've had for thirty years.
I'm talking about the physical moving. It is just so hard. All of the sorting, and chucking, and boxing.
We needed at least another two days before the movers arrived to really be ready. We were told that the truck would arrive between 8:00 AM and 10:00 AM. Every other time we have used movers, they arrived late. Not this time... A little after 7:00 AM, I saw the truck driving up the street. Jeanie and I spent the day scrambling madly to try to stay one step ahead of the movers. The good news is that by the end of the day, most of our stuff was securely stuffed into the moving van. The bad news is not everything that we would have really like to be in the truck was. Hopefully, what we didn't have boxed will get boxed by the end of today, and will all fit into the trailer we have rented tomorrow.
I've often heard that the only reason women have more than one child is that after some period of time, the mind blunts the memory of the pain of the event. I have to imagine that it must be much the same for moving, because I seem to vaguely remember last time we moved saying "never again!" I know I sure feel that way at the moment.
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Posted by David at May 22, 2005 10:25 AM