Moving tales

by Joey | Mar 9, 2013 | Throwback

Good morning, loves!  We are moving right along with this move.  Oh.  I said move a lot.  Anyway.  This post is mostly brought to you by massive amounts of caffeine and exhaustion!

The husband spent the night in the new house on Thursday night with the cat (George–who had been sick the week leading up to the move, so we felt it was best to move him directly there as he is anxious in the car and didn’t want to have to move him twice).  I spent the evening at my parents’ house in Raleigh, which is only about 45 mins to an hour away.

I arrived, and wow.  The house looks so much better than it did when I visited it back in January.  There was this God awful blue carpeting through most of the house which just didn’t do it any favors.  The school came in and ripped them up and refinished the hardwoods!  I cannot even believe how beautiful it looks.  We are so lucky to be so well taken care of by the University.

The movers arrived around 11.  The hub was out picking up supplies to rig up some kind of fencing since our original idea is flushed because the neighbor’s fence that we were going to connect to isn’t on the edge of his property line.  I directed the unloading process, which seemed to go fairly easily.  It wasn’t until I went to actually start unpacking that I noticed that most of the boxes, though semi-labled, where not in the rooms they came from (kitchen stuff in bedroom, garage stuff in guest room, master bedroom stuff in storage room–it was kind of a mess)!  Though this seems like a rather small detail–I’m one tiny person.  Half the reason for the movers is because I can’t move the boxes from room to room.  Oh, well.  I managed.

This morning we’re waiting on the cable guy.  Well, I’m waiting on the cable guy (and my mom.  And my dog–my parents kept Bailey for us yesterday while the movers were in and out), while the husband continues his work outside.  I made us breakfast (eggs in a basket and turkey bacon) and then started looking for the cable boxes (we’re sticking with DirectTV, so they instructed us to just move the receivers and the technician here will just hook them up).  I found 2/4 with no problem.  The third one took an additional half hour to hunt down.  The 4th one?  COULD NOT FREAKING FIND IT ANYWHERE!  I emptied the contents of every box in every room (mind you, just strewing them about in no particular order–our pretty new house is ransacked now).  Finally, I was getting really annoyed.  I had the husband come in to check the boxes in the storage unit (where he literally opened every. single. freaking. box) while I did one more search of all the boxes inside.

There was one box I didn’t touch.  It was marked “Master Bedroom: Shoes.”  Okay.  Let me first say–the receiver that was missing came from the Loft.  Not the Master.  But of course–why WOULDN’T it be in that box?  I was relieved to find it–but sheesh.  What a mess I’m left with now!  I guess that means I just have to move forward with all the unpacking/decorating sooner than I had planned!

Okay.  This is one long boring post.  If you made it this far–congratulations.  I wish I could give you a cup of coffee.  Or a hug!

Hope you all have lovely Saturdays!  I am so glad and so thankful that everything has worked out the way it has.  And I’m so thankful to you all who have stuck with me and supported us both through all of this.  You all make my heart so dag-gone happy.

And though I’ve always lived in the South–now that I live in a podunk-middle-of-nowhere-town, I feel it’s necessary to say….

BYE Y’ALL!

So What: Farewell

by Joey | Mar 6, 2013 | Throwback

This week I’m saying SO WHAT…

• if we’re moving tomorrow.  Holy freaking cow.  can i say i wish we could stay in CLT, in this house, forever?
• if the stupid tape dispenser I’m using to pack and I are having fighting words.
• if packing is tearing UP my hands and nails.
• if the cup of coffee I drank at 8:30 on Tuesday night had me wired all night.
• if I’ve been so busy that it hasn’t exactly hit me yet that we’re leaving this house/Charlotte.
• if my poor face looks like a 13 year old.  Stupid stress acne.
• if the Mumford & Sons Pandora station has been on non stop the last few days.
• if I ate McDonalds for lunch yesterday.
• if we’re moving to BFE.  
• if I’m going to miss my CLT BFF like crazy (okay, not so what–this one really sucks).
• if maybe when I think about leaving our life here I cry just a bit.
• if  the above statement is a lie.  I cry a lot.

Fare the well, Charlotte.

Fare the well, house.

We always said we never, ever wanted to live here.

And now I wish we would never ever leave.

This town surprised us.

We had so much fun here.

Our marriage grew so much here.

Our lives started taking the direction we always hoped they would.

And with dreams coming true comes change.

So we pack up our stuff.

We stare at the empty rooms that used to be so full of life

and maybe a tear or two fall.

We’ll clutch on to each other, because that’s what we know

and we’ll drive away.

Just like we drove away from Athens.

And just like some day we’ll drive away from Buies Creek.

Life.

It’s sure full of adventure.

I’m buckled in.

Drive.

Happenings.

by Joey | Mar 5, 2013 | Throwback

Do you ever have those projects that, in your head, seem like no big deal?  Oh, that won’t take but an afternoon.  Or a couple hours.  It’s nothing.

Uh.  Yeah.  That’s packing my kitchen.  It’s the one room I really have to pack on my own because the movers will pack everything else.  But I swear–stuff just appears out of the woodwork when it comes time to actually box it all up.

My one day project has turned into a few hours here–a few hours there–and I’m still not done.  Yikes.

Thanks to a change of plans–as of today at 6PM, I am officially done with my traditional job.  I cannot believe it.  And I’m sure it’ll take a bit of time before it actually hits me that I’m able to stay home and work on the things I love so much every day.

I was watching The Bachelor WTA last night, and it hit me like a ton of bricks when the previews for next week’s episode came on that holy cow, I’ll be tuning in from our house in Buies Creek.


I also may have set up the internet and cable to be hooked up Friday and Saturday.  I’m talking–the Charter guy will be showing up probably around the same time our moving truck does.  I don’t even care if that causes any chaos…I will not go without internet.  TV I could do without *gasp* but not internet.  Especially now that I’ll be working from home.

I may be mourning the loss of a garbage disposal harder than I should be.  Quick: what can I wash down the sink in the next 48 hours?

I might be panicking about the fact that my husband wants to just put the TV on the mantle.  People don’t do that…do they?  I mean, I totally understand that in order to mount it on the wall we’d have to drill through brick–but still.  Who puts their TV on the mantle?  (if YOU do, please tell me.  I really want to know!)

Happy Tuesday, Friends!  I’ll be the girl losing her mind the next couple of days (don’t I handle moving so well?  In fact, I handle lots of things really well).  I really wish there was a sarcasm font.