Movin’ Right Along…

We moved this weekend.

My legs and arms are nothing but one big bruise.

I’m tired, sore, and grumpy.

We all managed to keep our tempers, except for me, but I went off to do it.

The only thing I miss so far is my big fat air-conditioner.

Anybody got a spare ice-pack?

5 Responses to Movin’ Right Along…

  1. Penny :

    “Foot loose and fancy free!”

    Well, maybe not so much.

    Did you at any point wonder how you had accumulated so much stuff?

  2. magestrike :

    Ahhh…moving.

    Been there and done that….and recently too!!!

    So, did you guys just move your stuff out of the house you were in and into storage or did you find a new abode to plant your roots?

    I have been off since Friday. You should have given me a buzz and I would have helped. God knows I have plenty of boxes left over from our move if ya needed them. Like 400 plenty.

    One of the few perks of working at a store right up till it closes down…lol.

    Mage

  3. mrsatroxi :

    Penny – Oh, yes, I wondered. And felt very ashamed. You know, people without books or knick-knacks in Africa and all that. It also didn’t help that I heard about it every five seconds. “You have a lot of stuff!” Yes, I know. I’m sorry. Please shut up now.
    :)

    Mage – There you are! Did YOUR move go ok? For us it was just storage, no house yet. ‘Prolly no home until October, to be honest. And I don’t know why atroxi didn’t call you. I think because this all just sort of happened…very quickly. Caught us by surprise.

  4. magestrike :

    Lol…its fine. Saw Trox today. Sorry to hear about your “realtor experience” with Debbie. Can’t really figure that one out.

    Glad to hear that you are away from your “neighbors” finally though…lol.

  5. mrsatroxi :

    Oh, yeah, that.

    “Oh, no, you can’t afford ANYTHING. You are dirt. You are trash. But this house, you could have this little crappy-ass house, that’s much more YOUR speed.”

    The worst part was, we didn’t have anything against that house until she tried to shoehorn us into it.

    I was totally going to go across her desk and choke the shit out of her old hag wrinkled up turkey neck.

    But I didn’t.

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