I hate moving. I really do. I hate packing and unpacking. I hate trying to figure out where to put things. And I hate the stress that it causes. It has to be one of the worst things that can happen to someone. I should be used to it, I have moved about ten times since we've been married (5 years). So, we moved on Saturday. I really think that we chose the worst day to move. It snowed about 4in the night before. Some of you might say: "4 inches, big deal that's not bad" Well down here in good ol' Evansville it is. There really not used to having snow, so when it does snow it is a nightmare.
See this, this is a gouge that my dear lovely husband (piece of crap) put in my antique piano.
Karma's a butt. Brian scratched his floor while moving the paino in.
2 comments:
I know I hate moving too. We have only moved twice but it is such a pain but also it can be fun having a new fun space to decorate. I can't imagine doing it w/ 3 young children though! Your a saint. Wish we lived closer so we could hang out.
That totally stinks! We've done that before, but thankfully not to anything that actually meant something to us! Are you guys actually living in the scary house now?
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