I Survived the Weekend and All I Got Was a Headache

Nothing tests a marriage like moving, the birth of a child, decorating a home on your own, and anything related to money.  It's Monday morning and I was never so happy to get up to go to work as I was this morning.  Granted, I needed to get back to the condo to reconnect Internet service so that I could use it for a week - because it's getting reconnected at our place this Friday.  Still, it's up and running should I need to work early or late and don't want to feel unsafe working in the rented office I have.

This weekend was full of angst, yelling, headaches, and oh yeah - more yelling.  I've come to the realization that are given a lesson to learn and if you don't learn it, but live through it, you get that lesson again (and again and again).  From this experience I've learned that there are somethings that are best "outsourced" to a company outside of your family such as moving.  It's always best to hire movers even though your husband is convinced that he can do it.  This is so because after a 3 day weekend of moving, we are still not completely moved.

Yep - there are still things that need to be packed (mostly my fault because I left packing to my husband who was convinced that he could do it) and the storage area we have is still completely full.  On Saturday I finally put my foot down and hired movers to pick up the remainder of the items and the movers are scheduled to be at our place this coming weekend.  I am hoping that this will be the last of it because I honestly cannot take any more.

I lost it twice this weekend - once on Sunday morning and once Sunday afternoon.  Both times my husband looked at me like I was crazy and that there was nothing wrong.  Never mind that at the time we didn't have Alex's crib assembled and we were all sleeping in our king-sized bed, really the box springs with the mattress.  Never mind that we're eating with plastic utensils and paper plates that I thought to buy late at night on Saturday when we realized that while we were sitting down for dinner and didn't have anything to put dinner ON.

I am hoping that this morning I can take some time to organize my thoughts because on the way to work this morning I had an epiphany - something that usually takes place when I'm under a lot of stress.  That "ah-ha" moment unfortunately never really seems to take place at a time when I can just sit and pull myself together.

Comments

[Carrie]

Sounds like you guys are living the typical moving experience, except that you are so organized the hell will probably be much shorter for you. We happened to have some plastic plates and utensils in our new house that I bought for a barbecue we hosted before we even moved in. I think we ate on those things for the first week or two after the big move. I didn't want to unpack dishes until I had bought and put in shelf paper, and with 2 little ones at home, as you know, things happen s-l-o-w-l-y.

Then there was the baby's crib -- we couldn't put it together after the movers finally finished at 10:30 p.m. because we didn't know the location of the tool we needed to reassemble it. The movers had packed it but they didn't know where. We finally ended up buying another one a week or two later. The baby slept with us and in her Pack and Play.

Now we've been in the new house about 3 months, and there are still a dozen or so boxes we have not unpacked. Of course you probably won't have to unpack everything you own since you'll only be in your current place for awhile.

As for our bed? Well we have been married almost 10 years and never had the time or money to shop for a headboard, etc. So we are sleeping on just the mattress and box spring too, and by morning with both kids in it with us. For you, it's moving weekend; for us, it's a way of life.

[Amy]

And this is why I always hated moving. It makes me nuts.

(((HUGS)))

It's going to get better sooner than you think.

[Mama Eye]

Don't feel bad. From what I saw and heard today, Britney had a worse Sunday than you.