A House Full of Boxes (Part 2)

I'm back. Finally.

The moving van took away my furniture from my old house last Wednesday and delivered it to my new house yesterday and I was surrounded by boxes again. But this is the picture I took earlier this evening:

I suppose if your house HAS to be full of boxes then empty boxes are better than full boxes. So basically the move is going pretty well. My house isn't put together yet, but its not looking so bad. We can actually move around.

Its so good that I'm allowing myself a chance to watch Lost on abc.com. My plans for last Thursday did not go according to plan. We did not get out of town by my planned 1-2 p.m. Instead we left around 3:45 and left a pile of trash in the driveway to have hauled away since we just ran out of time to run it to the dumpster. The delay in our departure meant that we did not get to St. Louis in time but instead got checked into our hotel around 9:30 instead. Which meant I was an hour and a half into a 2 hour show. I've lived in fear since last Thursday that someone would slip something but so far so good.

But this means that this post must be short and sweet so I can hopefully watch both parts of the two hours before I pass out from exhaustion.

"Lost" in a Dilemma

A couple of weeks ago I confessed that I was a total Lostie. If you watch ABC at all then you know that this Thursday is the 2 hour season finale with a repeat of the last episode the hour before-- hopefully the enhanced version-- since it is, interestingly enough, it is actually Part 1 of 3 for the Season Finale.

And if you read my blog at all, then you know I hads movers coming Wednesday to pack up my house. We're spending the night afterward sleeping on air mattresses and I was going to stay a day or two to wrap up loose ends. Last week it occurred to me that I had scheduled to have my cable tv turned off this Thursay. It also rather startlingly occurred to me that I wouldn't be able to watch Lost at my house!

Now, I realize in the scheme of things this seems rather stupid, but it was really a dilemma. Lost won't be back on until NEXT JANUARY. That's a really long time to go without Lost. And while I do realize that I could watch it on abc.com on Friday, I don't want to wait. What if something slipped out somewhere and I heard what happened before who knows when I would watch it?

So then the question is what to do? I could drive all the way to Kansas City and stay with my brother and his family, getting there right about the time Lost started so I would be rushing in the door and down to their basement for 2 hours leaving my children to do who knows what while I was glued to the television. It didn't seem very polite. What I ultimately decided was to drive to St. Louis and spend the night in a hotel with a suite so I could watch Lost in one room and the kids could watch something else in the other room. (Julia is afraid of Lost and making her stay in the bathroom for 2 hours didn't seem like a very good option either. Although it might be a nice payback for all the times she ran off leaving Emma with me this past weekend while she was supposed to be watching her so I could get some work done...)

It was decided to stay in a hotel but then I realized I would have the dog with me! (Does it never end??? Can't ANYTHING be easy???) So a not so quick internet search produced The Drury Inn, which does accept pets and I found one Drury Inn that still had a suite in the St. Louis area.

Now if this plan will just work.

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Editors note: This post was written several days earlier.

A House Full of Boxes (Part 1)

The movers show up on Wednesday and my goal was to be almost completely packed by Monday night. That way I had Tuesday to do any last minute things that popped up. Yesterday, Sunday afternoon, I really didn't think I was going to make that goal. For some reason packing up the house was very low on my children's priority list. Go figure...

I had a few moments of lack of self control as I quite loudly pronounced my dismay over doing the majority of the work. In other words there were a couple of times I screamed like a crazy woman "I can't believe I'm doing all of this by myself while you all live in your own little world!!!" Or something to that effect. Much to my disappointment it usually went in one ear, got a slight reaction, and then out the other ear and was totally forgotten. See my kids are far from perfect!

So this morning I told Julia that she WAS watching the baby while I packed and that meant that if I walked in the room to get or do something that did NOT give her permission to take off to another part of the house, leaving Emma behind with me. (Like she did yesterday, multiple times.) I also woke Ross up at 11:05 (teenager) and told him that he was MINE today and not to even THINK about leaving the house or doing something with his friends until he was released-- so don't even ask! And low and behold, we got a lot done!


This is what my house looks like right now:










Just about everything in our house that will fit in a box is currently in one! Yeah! And I met my goal! Double yeah!!!

I just knew I didn't want repeat of my last move out where I didn't have everything completely packed yet, nor cleaned and the kids were at school and it was literally about 95 degrees outside.


But you know, I've decided that I'm just too old for this so I don't think I'll be moving again for a VERY long time.


But my kids keep reminding me that's what I said last time -- less than a year ago!