Friday, June 13, 2008

Moving to Billings

Wow, I must say- Moving is horrible. It's hard. It's dirty. It's emotional. It's also way to easy to find OTHER things to do when you should be pulling our reams of packing tape and bundles of boxes. My parents are driving all the way up from Wyoming to help me pack and move closer back home. I have amazing parents. They are always there for me when I need them. I can't wait to see them again.

I am more than a little embarrassed by the dirt in my apartment. We aren't dirty people, but once you start moving furniture around you learn where your housekeeping skills have been lacking. Yikes. Note to self- move furniture around at least once a month from now on. I never want to see dust/fur bunnies that big ever again. Yikes.

Dear Husband is a bit emotional. It's trying. I'm not going to get to see him for 5 days and he is being grumpy about all the little decisions that have to be made. I am seriously not going to haul a broken down old entertainment center that is heavier than sin all the way to Montana, then haul it up at least one flight of stairs just for him to realize that it is junk and we don't need it after all. But tell him we need to break it down and dump it? Eeee.

I thought I had a pretty good pile of boxes for packing until I started using them. Now I realize I should put out the call for people to stop taking boxes to recycling...I need them all!

Now it is getting late enough in the game that I just want to trash most everything left.

My heart is sad for the friends I am leaving behind. I am going to miss them ever so much. There has to be a cheaper way for me to come back and visit!! Husband needs to hurry up and win the lottery! LOL

But the good news is that we had lots of good friends in Billings. We are very blessed to have family friends that will live only a few miles away, college friends, and a branch of my church. I feel better about moving to Billings than I ever did about moving to Idaho. We are going home. Finally!


GardenGoose said...

good luck Alee, and yes it is very hard work to move. In our family I am the official "packer" that means I pack the boxes and I also pack the moving vehichles as I somehow have a knack for getting as much stuff into a small space as possible..ha.guys just aren't that good at packing stuff..and yeah..sometimes they don't realize when things need to go..ask him if he's emotionally attached to the entertainment cabinet..ha.
You can always find used furniture in a new that's what we are doing..unloading as much as we can before our move too..knowing that we can find things at tag sales and so forth.
I have moved no less than 11 times in 18 yrs.
I will be moving again to be closer to family as well..and this time..this move "feels right too"
Wishing you the very best.

Kimberly Ann said...

Boy, I'm right with you. We're moving in a couple of days and I don't think I can stand to look at any more boxes. Of course, I say that, knowing how awful it will be to actually move those boxes and unpack those boxes. Oh well...onward and upward as they say. Hang in there!

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