Moving

So tomorrow is the big day and I'm just sooooo tired. I'm not sure if it's the stress of the move, the unbelievable living situation, all the crazy shit that's happened this last week, or just all of that on top of work. It just makes for a tired me.

So the closing, which was supposed to be the 26th, became the 13th. Yep, as in yesterday. I love the drama Queen and her telling me I need to ask the new owners if I can stay until Saturday, but if they (they= drama queen and eunuch) couldn't leave their fridge here until next week (so they could come get it) they would close later. >.> I'm almost tempted to look into this since I'm supposed to have 30 DAYS!!!!! I used to say I hate people, but that's a lie. I hate certain people. (ooops!! I forgot that hate is a tool of Satan. I'd better reprhase that.) I strongly dislike certain people that at times I wish I could beat them with a rock. (See, I think that sounds much worse than hate. Now people will think I'm violent.)

I have almost all of my stuff in storage now except for the chair and the grill. Randomness on the items right? Yeah I know it. Cleaning the house and preparing the kids items for a long distance relationship between homes has been hectic. I want them to have stuff in both places that will be a comfort to them, but what stays and what goes?

For example, I hate the dolls that Tiffany bought Chrys, and so does she. Okay, mainly she hates that Tiffany stopped on hers and not her cousins. Sooooo I've boxed them up for life at Travis' and figure I'll either buy her #13 and let Travis take over from there, or just let them collect dust and wash my hands of it. However she LOVES the teasets Nana got her so those will have to move to CA with me.

The boys have 1 33 gallon bin of legos for UT, and 1 for CA. I didn't do Kit's stuffed animals so those are gonna be a crap shoot once I move.

I already look at the storage unit that we have both crammed stuff into and know I'll have to go digging before I move. There goes a day off in the hot summer sun. (Aren't I lucky?)

Okay, the last bitch thing before I start looking at the good. A TWIN SIZE BED!!! ; ; Yes, I will be on the bottom bunk of a twin size bunk bed. Just typing that makes me want to slit my own wrists. No privacy. No space. No headboard!!!

Now, as promised...
1. The house didn't sell when I first expected it to. The whole court thing with Pedo is over and the kids get to finish in the same school.
2. I'm not homeless or living in a shelter. That's a plus..ALWAYS!
3. I'm not stuck in a year long lease when I really just wanna gtf OUT of here and away from all the relatives I no longer claim.
4. ...I know there is something but my brain is so fried I can't think of it...come on...the thought was right there...OH...#4 Pedo is coming up Sunday and I will be gone gone gone. (Don't ask me why they are so clueless as to him staying the hell away from us but they are.)

Well, time for me to finish the kitchen. DS is entertaining Chrys by playing WoW, Ky is playing in the truck because he's mad I grounded him from WoW (Alone or with DS), and my wonderful friend Jen has Christian for the night. Wait...that's a #5

5. Jen and Steve took the boy for the night so I don't have to deal with him telling me how he doesn't want to move. <33333333333333333 Jen and Steve. TYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTY