Today was the worst day. Jordan woke up and went to the house to finish edging our bedroom and left me to finish packing up the apartment. There was a lot left. Robert showed up at 8:30 to help Jordan with the boxes. We had other help coming later in the day: my dad, my high school best friend Devin and his gal, Ashley. I really didn’t know we had that much stuff but it was overwhelming. The Uhaul was picked up at 9am (got a 26 footer for the same price as the 20 footer!!) and my mind kept finding excuses not to pack and sulk instead. My mom called, she said she wouldn’t come help me but she would come around lunch time with food. I agreed to the terms. Jordan’s mom came to help me instead. I was thankful for her help but, to say this nicely, sometimes it is very hard for me to not be anxious around her. Luckily today was a good day for us and she didn’t stress me out that much.
11 o’clock runs around and dad calls because he needs help loading the GIANT SERVER CASE that his company is abandoning and we are adopting. Dad’s back isn’t what it used to be so I asked Jordan and Rob to lend him a hand. Of course he was willing… we’re getting a 9 foot tall server case that we don’t have to spend $1500.00 on. The boys were hungry but I told them mom would be there with pizza soon. 12 rolls around and no mom and no men. Still lots of things to pack. The men return (with milo’s) and with dad and soon after, Dev shows up to help. Dad keeps asking where mom is but I have no idea. It’s 2:30 (way past lunch time) before I call her, and, I don’t even know what happened but we miscommunicated the hell out of each other and she’s at the house when we’re at the apartment and I hang up and start crying because I’m hungry and today is just the worst and I’m not strong enough to help the men. Dad’s blood pressure meds make him puke. The cats are crying in the bathroom. Just everything is the worst.
We pack up – there’s a caravan of a 26 foot truck filled to the brim, a jeep cherokee filled to the brim, an acura filled to the brim, my mazda filled to the brim, and a silverado filled to the brim. I feel defeated. We didn’t even get everything. Today is the worst. Ashley meets us at the house and helps me with the small things.
The washer and dryer don’t fit. Rob turns on the water and it leaks through the basement and freaks mom out. We have to take off the doors and assess other options. The bigly list of things to do grows.
Boxes are left in the basement, random things are in Jord’s office. We put together beds. We put my furniture I got when I was 12 in the spare bedroom that we’re putting together for the cats. Things are coming together only a little bit.
We thank the help… we go back to the apartment to get the cats.
We let them out of the bathroom – my heart breaks. They’re looking around at their home that is empty now. They go room to room and let out little cries. I am too sad. We put them in their crates and get ready to leave. I lose it. I am devastated.
We release the cats into their new home. They grow warm to the spare bedroom and even come and visit us in ours. They’re doing a lot better than I thought they would.
Other items on the bigly list of things to do:
- Replace the kitchen sink to stop the leak
- Replace the toilet seat on our toilet in the master
- Put the legs back on the table
- Fix the drawers in the kitchen before we can put anything in them
- Install the NEST
- Replace the deadbolts, get new keys
- Reprogram the key code for the back door
- Finish painting the puke green bathroom
- Need a shower caddy and two new shower rods
- Need the fridge delivered
- Need to deep clean the carpet on the stairs
- Need to touch up the basement paint but I can’t now because there’s a million boxes
- Need to paint the trim
- Need to rescreen the porch
- Need to set up Jord’s temporary office
I am so sure there’s more but I can’t remember right now. I am so glad today is over.