Sep 06, 2015 22:54
Tomorrow: Moving.
Tuesday: Settling in.
Wednesday: I go in for my hysterectomy. (Been waiting 10 months, great timing for finally fitting me in! NOT!)
To say the last weeks have been stressful would be an understatement. Mr Felis has been working like crazy so it's just been me, filling boxes. And more boxes. And more boxes. Yesterday my bff and her husband helped me move all the boxes I'd filled over to the house, pack up half the kitchen and move those boxes as well. Today mom helped me put away stuff in the new kitchen, then empty the rest of the old kitchen into even more boxes and put that stuff away as well. Then my bff and her husband came again and helped me fetch some of the smaller furniture. Tomorrow we're moving the rest of the furniture. Then mr Felis will take care of the rest while I'm in the hospital.
I'm completely exhausted. Everything aches. Really not helped by the fact that the IUD I got put in and went wrong - AGAIN! - (will be taken out when I have the hysterectomy, thank god) started acting up again two weeks ago (After I had to run for the bus. I'm telling you, exercise is EVIL!) so I've been having severe cramps every time I strain myself. Which is all the time these days! Was so bad when I finally got home tonight I took a ton of pain meds and a really hot bath while trying not to let the kids see me cry. Ugh. Can't wait to get rid off that stupid thing. And then, FINALLY, no more periods trying to kill me every month! Woohoo!
So yes, because of the incredibly bad timing of my surgery, we (meaning mostly me) have been racing to get everything finished in time since I'll be pretty useless for weeks after. So we're moving tomorrow and we still haven't bought new mattresses for our bed. And we need to because the old one, which is in one 180 cm wide piece instead of two 90 cm, is too big to fit up the stairs. Also, our beautiful blue refrigerator is officially over and done with, the freezer half has stopped freezing and the cooler half keeps collecting ice. So that's another thing we have to buy. And did I mention the car broke down a month ago, is still broken and it costs like $1,500 to fix it? And we still haven't sold the damn apartment? *stresses*
I can't wait for this to be over. I just want to sit in my chair, in my writing room, with candles and wine, and read porn.
house,
stupid uterus