Aw, hang on another second... I need a cuppa coffee before I start this...
Y'all might oughta go get some, too.
And, go pee, grab some smokes, whatever....
That's better. Well, we're here.
We're ALL here, too. The horses, dogs, rabbit*, roosters, parrot, keets, cats.... we all (almost) made it. The two exceptions are Hugh, my white bunny, whom died the day before the move and Bigfuzz, a cat who could NOT stay where the hell I put him (in the cellar with everybody else) til I got back here. He got out and got his stupid ass killed in the road, about a quarter of a mile away.
Dumbass cat. We've been here all of two days, so far. And, by "we", I mean me and Eric, with no extras.
During the move, we had two extras at all times. A chick named BJ, who is a post unto herself and Tiger, because EVERYBODY oughta have a fuckin' kid involved in a multiple-hundred-miles move, RIGHT? The house is, of course, still fucked.
Boxes everywhere.
Worst part is, there were up to 5 people slinging shit in boxes by the end and I have no idea where anything even is.
All I know is that everything I own is here "somewhere".
*rolls eyes* oooh.. guess what?
The coolest thing happened on Sunday.... The DirecTv guy came 24 hours early.
Instead of on Monday, he showed up Sunday and I've been soaking up TV like a friggin' sponge.
REAL TV, not taped Nick at Nite... 'Course, N@N is what's on now, but it's "live"....
(Just saw the episode of "Roseanne" where Dan punches out Fisher for hitting Jackie...) Ya know what else?
I think having gotten the cats transported up here is gonna have been easier than putting this house together is gonna be.... Wanna know how I did that, by the way? Wawa milk crates.
Lotsa Wawa milk crates.
From the Red Lion, even. I was sitting in the old house one of our last nights there, staring at a milk crate, thinking.
Suddenly, it occured to me, they'd be purr-fect for "caging" the cats in the capped back of a pickup, which we just happened to have.
So, I asked the Wawa-guy who delivers to the restaurant if I could borrow a buncha crates and he said not only could I borrow them, I could KEEP them as far as he was concerned...
*grin* So, I did.
I brought home a stuffed carload of them and we stuck one cat under each one upside down (the crates, not the cats upside down) and put flattened boxes between each layer.
Then, we stuck in the rooster and rabbit cages and some other shit to shore 'em up and away we went. Everybody came out just fine.
No one is traumatised, no one is still pissed at me for it, everybody seems to like being here.
I just wish Bigfuzz woulda stayed put, the jerk. So, to recap my enda shit... my "kids" are great and the house is FUBAR for now. Now, about Eric's enda shit... This farmer could not possibly be more opposite what Bill is if he tried.
This guy is PROACTIVE about his cows.
His cows are the most important things, as it should be, yet rarely ever is.
Eric has worked two days so far and Larry gave him tomorrow off to set shit up in here with me without being asked.
He's also letting us use/have a beautiful dresser. Beyond cool, because that's about the only thing we needed. I've already got a coupla leads on "cool restaurants" to check out once I ever get this goddamned house straight.
Found "the grocery store", too.
Also found a Mickey D's, a Walmart, a CVS and a buncha other cool places like that, all less than about 5 miles from here. I've also actually gotten some sleep, too.
Not a lot and not really good, but sleep is sleep.
I just want my waterbed back some damned day.
Camping out on the livingroom floor is fun til ya HAVE TO.
*lol* And, do it not just figure that the first thing I got set back up like it usedta be is the computer desk-n-shit.
'Course, I had to call Paul, then kick the thing on the floor before I could connect, but that's par for the course with me and this machine.
I called Paul because it kept giving me shit, then I got pissed and kicked that thing, then it worked great. Other than that... not much goin' on.
We're both doin' good and both of us feel different than we did last week.
Relieved, relaxed, at peace....
Ways we could never truly feel at Winding Brook, for various and sundry reasons. Thank you God, for alla this.
I hope we make Ya proud here.
I also hope Ya make me the Mom to an Appaloosa again someday.
Someday soon.
(Altho, Brandy has been eating her head off and is picking up weight and starting to at least look good again...)
Meantime, thanks again, Big Guy and I'm outta here... Peace, y'all.
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I didn't get any messages!
Glad to hear ya got everything set up & working though.
Really sorry to hear about the bunny and BigFuzz.
You guys so deserve this. Glad Eric's finally somewhere his talents can be properly used (and compensated!) and that you're away from all the Bill-isms and frustration too.
Take it easy getting settled in.
Thinkin' of ya.
Paul
Glad to hear ya got everything set up & working though.
Really sorry to hear about the bunny and BigFuzz.
You guys so deserve this. Glad Eric's finally somewhere his talents can be properly used (and compensated!) and that you're away from all the Bill-isms and frustration too.
Take it easy getting settled in.
Thinkin' of ya.
Paul
Posted by: Light & Dark at September 28, 2005 02:02 AM (+Ds2b)
Posted by: Ted at September 28, 2005 06:23 AM (blNMI)
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Had me giggling at the picture of the cats and all in the back of the truck. I moved from PA to MT with 3 cats in a Uhaul cab and no sleep stops in-between (ran out of tranqs the first day), I figured this is what hell is gonna be like or maybe I already paid my penance. Congrats on the move!
Posted by: kenna at September 28, 2005 10:20 AM (Tt5jO)
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Way to go girlie! Glad you, Eric, and the "kids" are there safe and sound. Sorry about the bunny and cat. Take a deep breath, relax, and take things one day at a time. You will soon be in and organized. Hope you enjoy the new location!
Posted by: Bob at September 28, 2005 01:58 PM (uKCKK)
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