Finally Moved

Today marks a week of work since moving, Tuesday was the actual week since we moved and it’s been unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. Not that I haven’t moved before, just that I haven’t moved from house to house before. Lat time I moved was from an apartment back into the house during the time that my mother was ill, just before she passed.

I believe I’ve written about how much that house meant and still means to me, I thought it held the memories and I would lose them. To be honest, I don’t know if it’s because we were having to do so much or what but the physical move from the house didn’t hurt me as much as I thought it would. Maybe I had cried myself out before hand and that was my mourning or maybe it just hasn’t hit me yet, I don’t know.

When we got down to the end of the day and the house was just a shell, I was okay with it. Mind you I still had a two hour drive ahead of me in a 26′ UHaul that I was driving so maybe being tired and having that in my head helped. Adrenal did surely play a big part of that night, along with a lot of caffeine, but we made it.

Sadness only seemed to play a part when we visited the neighbors. This couple has grown up with us because they were a young family when they moved in next door. They are grandparents now and didn’t want us to move, they’re honestly the only reason I think that we truly were there for so long, along with not being able to get several other places that we looked at. He came to the door to say goodbye but she made an excuse that she was in the shower. I don’t hold it against her because I know it was hard, she left a voicemail on the phone so I know that’s the best she could do.

We arrived here at about 10 pm that night and were so tired that we just couldn’t unload. We had a freezer chest in the back, we ran an extension cord to plug it in and locked up the truck. We’re so far in the woods that we actually left the truck in the “road” overnight and it was okay. I have not seen another car yet drive past the house but my son said he’s seen two so far. This is a far cry from the thumping music of cars at all hours at the other place. However, we’ve been met by a LOT of hard work, mosquitos, snakes and frogs.

With me having to work, my son has been doing a lot during the day while also keeping up with his daughters school lessons too. My sister has been great with taking her over to her house and tutoring her (starting to). Once we get through all of this, it will be okay, it’s just a lot to deal with. I’ve been through worse is what I keep telling myself, but I’ve never had to renovate bathrooms and that’s what we’re having to do. It’s the only way we could move, a fixer upper and that’s just what it is. So one bathroom has new facilities shall we say, but the floor is only partially done. I don’t care so long as I can take a shower and use the facilities. The second bathroom (attached to my room) is a bit worse when needing repairs so we’ve closed it off for right now and will hopefully get to it next month or earlier. We have to strip the floors and take out the facilities and sink in order to replace them.

I’ve never had to hire a junk removal service before but that’s what I have scheduled for next week. We have so many garbage bags and old broken furniture and appliances in the front yard that we look like a dump…oh and the toilet that we took out is out there too! So I’m learning how to do these things and trying to keep my sanity while doing it.

We’ve been without a refrigerator now (counting the old house) about two weeks now and I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t know they were delivering it on Saturday. They’re bringing out a stove and a washer and dryer also, the previous owner had dogs and I think the washer and dryer were clogged with hair but I just couldn’t bring myself to put any of our clothes in it and I’m truly not prude or anything, you should have seen it.  The stove, I thought it was yellow until it was taken out into the light, it was actually white! We were told not to open the fridge so I don’t even want to think of what was in there. Freezer living is what we’ve been doing and I don’t like it one bit. I want vegetables!

I have to work and so I have my desk (broken in the move) set up and able to work. Thank goodness the internet is up although getting it changed into my name seems to be taking an act of congress to get done. The electric company had me hooked up at another address until I physically went in there and they figured it out. I’ve had to get a PO box because the mailbox for here is not in front of the house as you would think. It’s about 5 “blocks” away in a row with about four other mail boxes. So I can’t see them and know who’s getting into the mail and I don’t like that, so PO box it is. But I will say, if I order anything from Amazon, the mail shows up in a pick up truck and will put it in a trash bag before leaving it on the other side of your fence, yes that’s the truth. So I’m glad that I can get at least that….some sense of normalcy.

Well, I should stop writing because I know I could keep going with all the things that have happened so far, this would turn into a book. Let’s see what happens today that can be added to my story.

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I like to think I'm a normal everyday woman but my mind tells me otherwise. I fight my battles and post them here. I don't tell my family and real life friends that I write here. This is my own little way of having "someone" to talk to. My own little therapy session if you will. I welcome comments and opinions but I have enough negativity to last a lifetime already . My world is changing and now more than ever I need support and encouragement but I'm still too afraid to let anyone know that it's me writing here.