Thursday, December 10, 2015

To do: stay awake.

Maybe some of you saw on my snap the other night, but my "computer station" right now is dangerously close to the refrigerator, meaning I am within arms reach of my latest addition...Diet Coke. I'm usually super proud of myself because I don't keep pop in the house (have to stop saying pop!!!), I only have it on occasion at a restaurant or on a road trip or something, but when I'm stressed out...I sleep. Like I cannot stop falling asleep. I convince myself that if sleep in, or stop to take a nap that I will get more work done later. And I don't, haha. So Diet Coke had to happen. It always shows up in my shopping cart when I don't know what to do with my life. Like right now...

So two weeks from today we should be in Charlotte and as of right now we still don't have a place to live, and not much figured out. We had our eye on this one apartment in particular, and when I called to move forward with it, the rent had gone up over $200. I literally laughed out loud on the phone because the apartment was not that nice. So that one's out, and it's back to calling around to every apartment complex in the area. I kind of want to punch that Morgan in the face who said a while back that she loved moving and it was so exciting and made her feel "alive" because right now it makes me feel dead. Lol. Dramatic, but really. I'm a mess. Life's a mess. I don't even know where to start.

The movers are still coming tomorrow to take our stuff, but that's fine because we move with shipping containers so it's only going to storage for about a week and then heading towards Charlotte to be stored again, so they don't necessarily need an end address just yet. In case anyone is wondering, if you're moving long distance shipping containers are great because A) it's cheaper. B) we don't have to drive any huge trucks ourselves. And C) it's basically a movable storage unit so it can be moved and stored until you need it. We like it. But take that advice with a grain of salt because I should also mention that D)...everything will probably break inside. Haha. Oh and E) must live lightly because those containers aren't big. We don't even have a lot of stuff and we jam-packed two last time. Use any more than that and it's not so convenient anymore. (In my own limited opinion of course.)

I think I mentioned in my last post that John was supposed to be in Charlotte this week...but he's too busy with work here and wasn't able to go after all. So he can't help find an apartment now -BUT- now he can help with the movers which is even better. For me at least, haha. I kept going, "it's fine. I can handle it by myself." But really inside, I was freaking out a little. I don't like directing people. And John is like really particular so he kept telling me like 100 different things to tell them, so I'm just glad he can tell them himself now, haha ;)

So today is my last day to pack/throw everything out. There is still a lot of packing to do because I cannot even think until I've thrown half our things away. I don't know how it happens, but every time we move I throw away/donate like ten garbage bags out so I'm always surprised when we still have things to throw away. This time we got rid of a huge multi-colored arm chair that we stole from Johns parents basement a few years ago. Tennis rackets that we've been holding onto for about three years "just in case" we play tennis someday. A brand new paperback copy of "Goodnight Moon" that I've been holding on to for about five years...for my own future children. Long story, but I decided kid's and paperbacks aren't even a good idea, so I let it go. A bunch of sparkly clutches went in the donation bag because I was finally honest with myself that I will never carry a sparkly clutch anywhere, ever. Things like that...

Oh and we broke another kitchen chair, leaving us now with...one. We used to have four, haha. Obviously not very good quality. But they were also hand-me-downs from my Mom, so I think my little brothers maybe put some extra years on them to begin with. Soooo...asking for IKEA gift cards for Christmas haha. Kidding, but not kidding. I need bar stools. And other things...

And not moving related AT ALL, but it's on my mind and I need to vent. I got my hair cut last weekend and I think I went too short this time. It's freaking me out. It's probably my own fault though because I was like, "cut it short so I don't have to get it cut again for a long time." John said it's something between a Mom haircut and "our Moms" haircuts. (My Mom basically has a pixie lol.) But I will always remember from like years and years ago that he told me once he thought girls with short ponytails were "hot" so I feel like he might actually like it, haha. (He never says if he likes something or not. Which is good and bad.) Anyways, it will grow. Fast I hope. I really should grow it out, but I'm getting too lazy for that. So just in case anyone sees my tiny pony on snapchat..know that I don't LOVE it, lol.

Ok, back to moving talk...

I think what might be harder this time compared to the last time we moved, was that I quit my job like the day we found out so I could totally focus on it, but this time I actually care about my job and the people I work for, so I'm working up until the last day that I can. And I still wish I could help out longer. I have this fear (same I had with the chihuahua) that like they NEED me. But that's stupid because I know they will be totally fine without me. But it's going to be hard to say goodbye to them, so I'm not really thinking about it yet. Or I don't really have time to think about it yet, haha. And it's not even that I work a lot, like 20-25 hours a week, but still, that's 25 less hours that I have here to stand around my apartment and go, "what do I do...?"

Oh and it's a little harder because Ted is here this time. It's not even that he takes up like a lot more of my time necessarily, but he is e-v-e-r-y-w-h-e-r-e, and into e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g. I fold a pile of clothes, he has to lay on it. I put things in a box, he has to go investigate it. He's kind of annoying me, but at the same time I feel bad for him because he has no idea what's going on. (No matter how many times I try to explain to him that we're just moving!!!) And his little paws are getting irritated again, so he has to wear socks again and it's like a full time job trying to keep them on him. Again, getting off topic here, but I took him to the vet for it -again- and this time she said he might just need to take an antihistamine like Benadryl or Zyrtec every day. But that kind of kills me because if I do that, he's going to sleep all day and I feel like that's just wrong to do to him.  (She also suggested putting his paws into a very weak bleach and water solution, and that seems sooo so wrong.) Anyone have experience with dogs with allergies?? I'm hoping it goes away when we move....but anyways, that's been another stress/worry/time-consumer of mine lately.

Oh and I probably mentioned this before also, but we have to go to Chicago next weekend for my cousins wedding so that's been an added element of "how do we do this?" But I think we got it figured out. We're planning on going out to Austin next Thursday/Friday to leave Ted with my Mom and then we're just going to fly in and out of Austin to save time. But what's actually most stressful is having to keep out/pack a suitcase for that trip. Like, what am I going to wear? Don't know. What's John going to wear? Don't know. (Is it going to be 0 degrees there??)

So that's what's going on right now. I have basically one week to get our life in order, so keep the caffeine coming...

x.

5 comments:

  1. That would totally stress me out - moving in 2 weeks and not knowing where you're going to be living!! I feel for ya! Hopefully something works out for you guys ASAP. And I can't even imagine moving/packing with a dog, I feel like that would be the most annoying thing in the world and I really love my dog, lol!

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  2. Just a random thought, but I work as a pediatric nurse and we actually recommend that parents give their kids bleach/water baths for certain things, so I'm sure Ted would be fine if you soaked his paws in a bleach bath! You can google recommended amounts based on how much water you're putting in the tub.

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  3. Wow I would be completely stressed out! I sure hope everything falls into place and soon so that you can be less stressed!

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  4. Awh dang Morgan, it's a lot but you got this!! You seem like you handle stress well, like you get things done!! Stress in that short moment but you finish the task and then it's over, you got this!! Poor Ted and his poor paws. I wonder what is causing it!! We've only ever moved from one city to the city right next to it so we took our time hauling over our crap and THAT was stressful! Sending good vibes that this gets done quick and as least stressful as possible!! Everything will of course work out!!! And what the heck apartment going up $200?!?!!? YEAH OK. So dumb. I bet you'll find something better, anyways!!

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  5. We attended an event here this past Sunday & had an awesome experience from beginning to end. They served great food and the salad I had for dinner was delicious. The service at Los Angeles venues also was impeccable.

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