You know, the pegs that you put in the bookcase to hold the shelves up? Anyways, if you were a bag of said pegs, where would you be? I am so excited to get my office organized and a classroom set up and.... you guessed it. We've lost the pegs. I am certain I put them in "a very safe place" where I couldn't possible lose them, but, um, yeah. So I have a million boxes of books just waiting to be unpacked, but no pegs. And a million places where said pegs might just be. Ugh.
ETA: Found them! In the VERY safe place also known as the old Easter basket at the back of the garage. Safe safe!
Showing posts with label moving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moving. Show all posts
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Thursday, May 8, 2008
The Big Day(s) Part One
Well, we moved this past weekend! Yeah... that was fun. Really. I think I should preface this whole post by saying I HATE MOVING. I hate packing, I hate moving, I hate unpacking... pretty much anything that has to do with moving. I do like picking out paint colors though. That's about the only good thing about moving. Oh, and I got a bigger kitchen. That's nice. But anyways. The actual moving part sucks. So we got up bright and early on Saturday morning, ready to move. Ed had brought a truck home from work Friday night (no, not a tanker - a truck you can move crap in), so we were ready to go. Ed's friend Dave came over bright and early and they loaded most of the furniture into the truck. They even dumped all the stuff in the couch cushions for me! All over the flower beds! This picture doesn't really do that mess justice though.
Can we say Sanford & Sons? That's what it looked like lol.
We got over to the new house around 10am. I was expecting Adam, who had spent most of the previous evening at the bar, to still be in bed, but SURPRISE, he was up and was wondering why we weren't there at 8am like I had told him. Um, Adam, I lie to you about what times things happen because you are ALWAYS late. By an hour at the least. That's why we weren't there at 8am - we were never going to BE there at 8am! It was all a lie! So we unloaded our stuff, and got Adam's stuff loaded. Packing isn't Adam's strong point -he seemed to miss the 'you need boxes to fill' rule of moving. But we got his stuff loaded and back to the old house. Lather, Rinse, Repeat. I think we made three trips to the new house with our stuff on Saturday. And during all three of those trips, all of the loading, unloading, packing, kids running around, all the chaos, the bunny just sat there. For the WHOLE day. Can we say rabies?
We moved the last few boxes late Saturday evening. I had Henry in his pajamas, ready to go, figuring he'd fall asleep before we hit route 1. Keith spent the night at Grandma & Grandpa's, so I didn't have to worry about TWO overtired little boys. I threw some open boxes in the back seat with Henry (really - I thought he'd pass out), drove the fifteen minutes to the new house, and opened the door to find a wide awake Henry who had found the open box of gallon ziplock bags. I think it was a big box of bags.
Come 10:30 Saturday night, I was EXHAUSTED (did I mention I'm pregnant? Really pregnant?!?), so we went up to our new room, flipped on the light switch, and nothing happened. Well, Ed's white shirt glowed like we were at a night club, but there was no light. You guessed it! Our bedroom came equipped with its very own black light!!! Now we could PARTY! So, being the old folk that we are, we went back downstairs to unearth a lamp out of all of the boxes etc. (read: crap). So we finally got to bed around 11pm.
Fast forward to 2:30am. You know how when you're in a new house, the tiniest noise wakes you up? Add in being pregnant, and really, a fly could have landed on my kitchen counter and I would have heard it. But no, it wasn't a fly. Instead I (only me - Edward was snoring away, oblivious to the world) wake up to hear someone trying to open the back door. Then they stop. Then I hear someone trying to open the front door. After I had a mild heart attack, I went downstairs (because Ed was, you know, SLEEPING) and find my brother standing in the hallway. Um, wrong house, dude. But no, Adam realized that he had left one VERY important item which he NEEDED at 2:30 in the morning at our house - his gallon of rum. Yeah. So he recovered the rum, and then started looking for an empty box. Why, you ask? He needed to save the bunny. Yup, the same bunny who was chilling by the mailbox all day - THAT bunny. That bunny was reminding me of the bunny in Monty Python at this point, and I was thinking Adam didn't want a box - he wanted a gun. But no, Adam had to save the bunny. At 2:30am.
Can we say Sanford & Sons? That's what it looked like lol.
We got over to the new house around 10am. I was expecting Adam, who had spent most of the previous evening at the bar, to still be in bed, but SURPRISE, he was up and was wondering why we weren't there at 8am like I had told him. Um, Adam, I lie to you about what times things happen because you are ALWAYS late. By an hour at the least. That's why we weren't there at 8am - we were never going to BE there at 8am! It was all a lie! So we unloaded our stuff, and got Adam's stuff loaded. Packing isn't Adam's strong point -he seemed to miss the 'you need boxes to fill' rule of moving. But we got his stuff loaded and back to the old house. Lather, Rinse, Repeat. I think we made three trips to the new house with our stuff on Saturday. And during all three of those trips, all of the loading, unloading, packing, kids running around, all the chaos, the bunny just sat there. For the WHOLE day. Can we say rabies?
We moved the last few boxes late Saturday evening. I had Henry in his pajamas, ready to go, figuring he'd fall asleep before we hit route 1. Keith spent the night at Grandma & Grandpa's, so I didn't have to worry about TWO overtired little boys. I threw some open boxes in the back seat with Henry (really - I thought he'd pass out), drove the fifteen minutes to the new house, and opened the door to find a wide awake Henry who had found the open box of gallon ziplock bags. I think it was a big box of bags.
Come 10:30 Saturday night, I was EXHAUSTED (did I mention I'm pregnant? Really pregnant?!?), so we went up to our new room, flipped on the light switch, and nothing happened. Well, Ed's white shirt glowed like we were at a night club, but there was no light. You guessed it! Our bedroom came equipped with its very own black light!!! Now we could PARTY! So, being the old folk that we are, we went back downstairs to unearth a lamp out of all of the boxes etc. (read: crap). So we finally got to bed around 11pm.
Fast forward to 2:30am. You know how when you're in a new house, the tiniest noise wakes you up? Add in being pregnant, and really, a fly could have landed on my kitchen counter and I would have heard it. But no, it wasn't a fly. Instead I (only me - Edward was snoring away, oblivious to the world) wake up to hear someone trying to open the back door. Then they stop. Then I hear someone trying to open the front door. After I had a mild heart attack, I went downstairs (because Ed was, you know, SLEEPING) and find my brother standing in the hallway. Um, wrong house, dude. But no, Adam realized that he had left one VERY important item which he NEEDED at 2:30 in the morning at our house - his gallon of rum. Yeah. So he recovered the rum, and then started looking for an empty box. Why, you ask? He needed to save the bunny. Yup, the same bunny who was chilling by the mailbox all day - THAT bunny. That bunny was reminding me of the bunny in Monty Python at this point, and I was thinking Adam didn't want a box - he wanted a gun. But no, Adam had to save the bunny. At 2:30am.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Saturday, April 26, 2008
My soon to be home
Pictures! I have pictures! So...
the front of the house (with someone else's car):
the living room:
the dining room (well, part of it - I'm not the best picture taker):
looking through the kitchen to the breakfast area:
the back of the house:
the front of the house (with someone else's car):
the living room:
the dining room (well, part of it - I'm not the best picture taker):
looking through the kitchen to the breakfast area:
the back of the house:
My soon to be office
I got to take some pictures of our new house and what will soon be my new office and classroom today. So, here's some pictures of my office space (Adam still has his recording stuff in here, so you'll have to use your imagination a bit) -
Looking in from the doorway:
The current seating area, which I think I'll make into a classroom area:
Adam's current recording stuff area, where I'll put my desk etc:
And the other room, which I don't quite know what I'm going to do with. Adam might keep his drums in there, but he's not sure:
Looking in from the doorway:
The current seating area, which I think I'll make into a classroom area:
Adam's current recording stuff area, where I'll put my desk etc:
And the other room, which I don't quite know what I'm going to do with. Adam might keep his drums in there, but he's not sure:
One week from today...
I'll be moving into my new house!! I'm so excited. Being a part of a, shall we say, odd family, means that I'm moving into Adam's house and Adam is moving into my house. Ummm, whatever floats the boat. We're moving the nonessential stuff this weekend so next weekend we just have beds, some kitchen stuff, the tv - you know, the important stuff - to move. I'm going over there later today so I'll post some pictures. YAY!!
Friday, April 11, 2008
Closet Case
So we were packing the nonessential stuff in the kitchen this past weekend. In other words, we packed the cabinets that we haven't opened since we moved the stuff INTO them five years ago. Do you have ANY idea how many wine glasses we own? WAY TOO MANY. And this is me saying that, so you know it's a lot. Anyways, we packed (and got rid of) a boatload of wine glasses, and the 1.1 million coffee cups, and some other random stuff. As well as the tupperware cabinet. We got the tupperware cabinet empty, and a few minutes later heard Henry jabbering away and it sounded like he was in the kitchen. So Ed goes in there to get him, and he is nowhere to be found. He turns to go back to the living room, and hears Henry jabbering again. So he opens the tupperware cabinet. And finds this:
Friday, April 4, 2008
Packing... any volunteers?
So, it appears that we're moving! When, I'm not sure, because we're moving into my brother's house in Glen Mills and he won't quite divulge when HE is moving OUT. I think he's moving this week or next weekend - Ed's in charge of trying to get a straight answer out of the boy. So, anyone want to help move all our crap?!? We have A LOT of crap lol. Thank goodness for the dumpsters in Kennett, when are available next weekend. I guess I should get my act together now, though, instead of waiting until next Friday to figure out what goes to the dumpsters, huh? As soon as I can get over there once my brother is out I'll post pictures. The MOST exciting part? I'll have my very own office/classroom for my business!!!! WOO HOO!!!!
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