Now that I have something of a breather here, I can start posting more in detail about all the craziness of the past month. ( Moving misadventure complete with rants )

Moving is 95% complete. Today we moved Boo and KC to the garage-shed which is their new home (spent yesterday cleaning out a space and got a TON of shit thrown out) All we have left are some residual cleanup in the kitchen of the Old House, and moving the chickens. This will take time as the barn's not yet set up for 'em. (Also should be ( Read more... )

Predictably, got yelled at by my dad for making the spare keys (which do work, although I still have to go back and have one done because the guy forgot to cut it!) - but my mom thought it was a brilliant move. (Which it is.) *shrug* I've long ago learned that if I want something done, I have to do it myself and ignore anybody who gets in my way. ( Read more... )

The move is done, although not complete (i.e., we still have tons of shit to move). But the bulk of furniture and junk has been transferred. Too tired right now to go into detail (migraine + moving = WTF.) but suffice it to say that Christian Grey can suck it: he may have his red room of pain, but *I* have my Purple Room O' Pleasure! I WIN ( Read more... )

Carpeting is being put in the Shoebox. Supposedly it will be ready by tomorrow, and then - the big push to move over the weekend. We shall see. Wish me luck, 'cuz I'm gonna need it ( Read more... )

*hangs head* I really hate to do this. Can anybody send me about $50 for toiletries? Things are tight again ( Read more... )

It's official ( Read more... )

I hate this anxious feeling, I do, I do. My stomach and chest are constantly in knots now, and the weird dreams are starting up. Last night I had one about moving (eventually) to this little house the folks are building in the middle of nowhere. The night before, it was a dream about a SUPER tiny shack complete with a tornado on the way (this thing ( Read more... )