The past four months of my life seem like a complete blur…really. I feel like I’ve been having a long dream since August. We moved back to our home in the Kansas City area, my husband transferred his job and we tried to make KC our home. It didn’t work out, we sincerely gave it our best. The house is currently on the market and we moved back to St Louis and are living in the same townhouse community we lived in before we left. I feel like Bill Murray in “Ground Hog Day”
I have earned a certificate for “Master Mover”, I know the ins and outs, the difference between using professional movers and family. I could be an consultant and probably make decent money because people hate moving. Let me tell ya, I love my family but between my brother and my nephew, they broke up some serious items, and scratched up anything that had the word “wood” in it. They even scratched my husbands love, his 65″ TV. I’m not complaining and didn’t make a fuss over the broken furniture and items, because we thought we were gonna save so much money by doing it ourselves. We saved about $800 by doing the move ourselves, but it took two trips to Kansas City, renting two different trucks, and with replacing the broken furniture and items, we probably didn’t save much.
I have to replace my desk that was broken, which we will probably do that in the next few weeks. I have one left, so that might have to do for now. My family wanted me to “fix” the desk, or rig it was we call it. Ummm, it broke in half dear. I have a few pieces I’ve purchased from The Pampered Chef and my baking dish/cookie sheet was dropped and ended up in about 10 pieces. Gotta love family.
Watching men do physical work can be quite amusing. I hate to laugh but I have to. My oldest brother came in literally throwing our stuff into boxes. Whoa buddy, slow your roll, you aren’t gonna pay for anything you break…my nephew had to analyze everything, I wanted to tell him to shut up so bad, but I didn’t plus it was good seeing them. My brand new refrigerator puzzled them and they took all the moving parts off it. I wasn’t happy about that, I would have preferred to sell it than destroy it. It’s sitting in our storage area with the doors still off. I feel that refrigerator will never be the same.
We ate plenty of Popeye’s chicken. That is some expensive chicken, but it was the closest place and they were starving, andI wasn’t cooking. Every time I left to go run an errand, something was broken.
The last four months were very challenging, but I’m soooo glad to be back in St Louis. I just woke up from my dream. I survived and graciously welcome 2013. Have a wonderful day!