Good-Bye To You, Good-Bye to Everything That I Knew
The house is a war zone.
When you enter the front door you go through a door that only partially opens. Creaking up the stairs you pass walls patched with gray filler. The bathroom looks like a toiletry-laden bomb has gone off, exploding tampons, face cream, and toilet paper which no longer hangs on the toilet paper holder. The bedroom has had all the mirrors taken down, and the only reflection you can see is in the gray filled holes left behind. The kitchen is an obstacle course involving exploded cabinets, cardboard box jungles and paint cans.
Moving sucks.
Since this is a rental property we are making sure that anything we did to the house is repaired ten times over, as the company that manages rentals are complete wankers. We sued them successfully two years ago and are bracing ourselves for round two. In these houses, where there are no towel bars and toilet paper holders, putting one up means taking it back down again and making sure there’s not a trace left behind. We are going to paint over every scratch and mark, but because the builder who fixed the place up five years ago used a different version of ‘industrial magnolia’
I hate moving, but with each move, you have more exciting stories to tell. I am thrilled your dreams are coming true…
And I am glad you chose Gorby as your pup’s name.
We’ll miss you…and we’ll gladly welcome you back, dial-up and all…
I’m very excited for you! The new story begins with this move; here’s to the future! I can’t wait for all the pictures of you and the man, kids, cats, and dogs settling into the new house.
Much good luck in the new place…! And with all those renovation plans, too!
Best of luck with the move. and YAy for a new member of the family.
Yay, moving day and Gorby pickup are finally here!
Hubby nicknamed our dog “corn chip” because of the Frito phenomenon.
In the race to getting old I am winning. I’m sure of it.
The house plans sound fantastic-a whole new story is beginning. Glad Gorby will be there sharing it with you.
Best of luck to all of you!
I always thought that puppy breath smelled like that very last drop of coffee in your mug. When you lean back to drain it and you get that final whiff of coffee and cream it’s exactly the same as when a new little puppy licks your face.
Hi, Gorby!
Moving sucks. Wishing y’all the best of luck with all of it!
yay for Gorby! love that name.
we just moved into a bigger apartment a month ago and lucky for us, the apartment managers don’t care about holes in the walls. I asked them if we should fix them and they said not to bother. they also tear out and replace the carpet for each new residence, so cat puke stains were not an issue. I’d like to install a new towel bar in our bathroom, but my husband is being a poop about it b/c he hates doing things that involve tools.
I can’t wait to see all of your renovations! good luck with all of the moving. I feel your pain!
I loved this post. I’m happy for you and your whole family. You’ll make it a home in no time.
When I got to the part about busting Gorby out and how puppies smell like Fritos, it made me giggle! They DO smell like Fritos. I think its their little puppy feet.
Congratultions. Gorby is a lucky fella.
Um, I really hope your mail will be forwarded, as I sent you something this week in the mail without even THINKING about the fact that you’d be moving. Oops.
Best of luck with the move. From what I’ve seen in the photos, you’ve bought ‘my’ house, so take good care of it, OK?
Mr. Pickles and Madi, our puppy houseguests are going home today, so we’ll miss the puppy breath and cuteness till the next visit.
oh SHIT… where to send things???
OH well the new house will be gorgeous, you will recover and Ill hold on to the sweater for you (cause I am horrible with that Poste thing :)
bises!
Dear Helen,
I’m going to ration the hot water, as you totally left me unable to communicate with you for the next two days. It’s your own fault.
Love,
God.
Hooray! We’ll all be waiting patiently for your return :)
Puppy smell is just the best…
I want to send a present to you, where is your online list again?
Qucik update from me: Our boy is home and he is GORGEOUS. True. I pass other dogs and think: “Yeah, you’re really cute but our dog is FABULOUS.”
People even stop on the street to pet him. People love him. He is my new younger man.
And Jennifer, I’ve hidden it on my contact page at: http://everydaystranger.net/contact_everydaystranger.php
:)
Oh I LOVE Gorby!! He is sooooooo cute!! Good luck with the move — I hope everything goes perfectly (or that you are at least not crushed and nothing super valuable gets broken…)
I don’t see how you could possibly think that you are aging faster than me….our birthdays are back-to-back–remember. And at last count my magic number is 44……Also, any typos are due to the fact I am on Daughter Dearest’s laptop because boyfriend and son are on my machines playing WOW…and I am TOO OLD and BLIND to see in the dark….lol…Good luck on the move.
I am so happy for you all, especially Gorby! I love that you named him that!
How exciting. Best of luck with everything. Especially the PUPPY!
p.s. I too will be 32 next week on the 3rd. Happy Birthday.
I am so happy and excited for you both! I just love the name you picked for your new pup too! Can’t wait to see all the pic’s of your new place in progress, hint hint.
Yup inlaws have carpet in the bathroom…its moldy never the shower. I fight the urge to rip it up at every second I occupy the facilities!
Have fun moving, well fun is a figurative word. And congrats on busting Gorby out! He’s ADORABLE!
I suspect that is the very last picture of Gorby behind bars. Soon the moving will be over and you can begin anew, again.
Oh noes! The olds! You are catching the olds!
Well… it sure beats the alternative. :) And my God, that’s an attractive dog.
“I am getting old and getting old faster than the rest of you…”
Dear sweet girl, I’ve got a decade on you and I still feel young.
Still trying to figure out who the heck stole a bunch of the hair on top of my head, though.