The oddest things
So, today is a day when I'm noticing strange things that are bugging me. Bear with me as I write this jumbled rant. First of all, I HATE moving companies... or at least their claims department which is really a 3rd party. I got the claims form today. They want item numbers, which seems reasonable except the people who packed my stuff didn't speak English so the descriptions are impossible to read. I can make out "chear" as chair, but most of the rest is a blur. I actually wrote down ironing board on one because it was so far off from what was on the paper that I found it comical. Not so funny now. They also want original receipts, pictures, estimates for repair, and weight of each item. Give me a break. I think the whole purpose is to make it so difficult that no one completes the process. They also add a little note that if your claim is for the maximum allowed total that they can pick up the item and resell it. GREAT! What a nightmare.
The other thing on my nerves today is really stupid. I started thinking about how my MIL went on and on about how she sent packages to our nephews every month for like the first 10 months to a year they were born. She's sent a few things up for Troy, but nothing like that. I'm not greedy, I just feel bad because it seems that DH always gets cheated. I think it sucks that our kids will probably only see then 1-2 times a year. I especially hate feeling guilty for not being able to make it to Florida more, but I remind myself that it's them that moved... not us. Really there is nothing I can do about it and my DH keeps a pretty good attitude about it all. It's just frustrating.
Other than that, things are going pretty well. I stayed in my bumm clothes all day and did a few things here and there - work, house stuff, playing with Troy, etc. The holiday weekend went well. I did some yard work, my dad put a ceiling fan in Troy's room, Tim hung a room darkening shade, etc. It was a good weekend for stuff like that... and yet we still have a LONG way to go before we're settled.
Okay, I'm smelling smoke and it's starting to worry me. So far we can't seem to track down the smell. I'm not sure what to do, but I feel like I should go.
The other thing on my nerves today is really stupid. I started thinking about how my MIL went on and on about how she sent packages to our nephews every month for like the first 10 months to a year they were born. She's sent a few things up for Troy, but nothing like that. I'm not greedy, I just feel bad because it seems that DH always gets cheated. I think it sucks that our kids will probably only see then 1-2 times a year. I especially hate feeling guilty for not being able to make it to Florida more, but I remind myself that it's them that moved... not us. Really there is nothing I can do about it and my DH keeps a pretty good attitude about it all. It's just frustrating.
Other than that, things are going pretty well. I stayed in my bumm clothes all day and did a few things here and there - work, house stuff, playing with Troy, etc. The holiday weekend went well. I did some yard work, my dad put a ceiling fan in Troy's room, Tim hung a room darkening shade, etc. It was a good weekend for stuff like that... and yet we still have a LONG way to go before we're settled.
Okay, I'm smelling smoke and it's starting to worry me. So far we can't seem to track down the smell. I'm not sure what to do, but I feel like I should go.