As most people are aware, we’re moving.
Have I mentioned the movers are coming the 8th?
As in this Wednesday?
Well, they are.
Coming THIS WEDNESDAY.
It all started when a woman from the moving company came to our house to record all the stuff we had.
I’ve mentioned before that I’m a bit of a pack rat, right?
She walked through our house writing our items on her notebook. I think her eyes bugged out of head a little bit when she saw the garage. Full of plastic bins. Of clothes. And, you know, high school stuff.
“I think it’s going to take two days to move you guys out,” she admitted before she left.
The phone rang a couple hours later. It was the moving company informing us that it would take THREE days to move us. They went over the list of items we had and it seemed like a lot.
“So we’ll be coming out the 8th, 9th, and the 10th.”
I dropped the phone and screamed after I heard that.
I wanted to though. See, I had been planning for them to come out on the 10th and only the 10th.
We’ve been running around trying to get everything ready for the movers.
I might not be on the blog as much but I will update on Twitter at WhisperAmber. You can read all about when I hyperventilate.
I also have this fear that the movers will steal our stuff. I hear horror stories about movers doing that.
If they do, mark my words, I will write a blog entry ranting about the moving company.
Please let the move go smoothly. Please let the movers not steal our stuff.
Please let me not lose my mind.