Loki is a pretty quiet cat. He's got a high pitched voice which is startling coming out of such a large cat.
I'm at the JESUSFUCKINGCHRIST stage of packing. If the tape sticks to the roll ONE MORE FUCKING TIME. If another box doesn't cooperate ONE MORE FUCKING TIME. If tape on a box sticks to the bag of peanuts and dumps them on the floor ONE MORE FUCKING TIME.
I can't vacuum. I'm taking filthy carpets to my new house and there is no help for it. I can't FIND the carpets for the boxes.
Phones, modem, tv still up. I can't really yank up those wires (phone) until the carpets and a lot of furniture are gone. I have one plate, one cup, one fork. My fridge has insulin and water for the movers. I have no idea how I'm getting out of the door in the morning, I think I'm going to start by getting up at 4:30. I'm only eating dinner now. All my powerstrips are still in.
oh sara, it will work. you will have time to get the electronics when the movers start moving things and dirty carpets are not a problem, honest.
I have no idea what box I put the insuline needles in. I was going to write it down and then.... ahrg.
Haven't figured out about the balcony. Haven't touched it but to throw trash out on it. That may be me on Sunday.
I found the needles. They were in Mister Kitty's to-go bag.
If you have any boxes, you can just let the movers put the stuff on the balcony in them tomorrow - otherwise leave it.
So tomorrow morning, you have to wrangle the cats, then watch the movers load out and then get over to the house and get the cats sequestered before things move in, right?
I have to wait for the movers to arrive, haul the cats over (they really cannot be here while the movers are) haul ass back to the apt to supervise the rest (it will take me ~1 hour to do that, it'll be curious to see what happens in an hour) haul back over to house to supervise unloading.
somehow , sara it always works. Our last move was the worst move -- and I didn't figure out why until a year later -- I packed up a four bedroom house - except for the computer stuff and the final kitchen stuff - myself. DH was there the day of the move ( the day I worked) -- but I did most of it -- then spent the next week getting odds and ends out of the old place . then he went to Vanuatu for a couple of weeks. me and the cats and the boxes....
It does always work out in the end. And you still have your apartment until the end of the month?
Exciting!!
That's going to be me. Minus the 4 bedrooms and the husband.