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kirmy

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It sucks balls.

It really really sucks balls.

If you're in any doubt just insert your genitals into a food processor and experience the agony and existential angst I am going through.

Oh look more shit to carry in boxes to another location and unpack.

Kill me now.
 
Moving is absolutely one of the worst things in life. I hope you're not going too far so at least you won't have to do it all in one shot, I almost lost my marbles during the 2 week process of moving from NY to South Carolina!
 
I get to move very soon now - "yay" - first the stress of waiting to see if the house sale goes through.
 
I just moved my parents from Oregon to here. (Nevada) Actually, I did very little on that end, I sent my daughter and grandson. :) This end has gone ok, not great but ok. There was a little snafu with the freeway being washed out and the van with the furniture arriving but all is well now. Except for unpacking 30 years of 'stuff'. I will be moving myself later but only across town. Hopefully that will be the end of it for a while. Yep, sucks balls!
 
It sucks balls.

It really really sucks balls.

If you're in any doubt just insert your genitals into a food processor and experience the agony and existential angst I am going through.

Oh look more shit to carry in boxes to another location and unpack.

Kill me now.

WOW!!...You are a funny girl! Especially given the minor fact of never having the aforementioned male accoutrements you so painfully speak of…lol! I literally feel your pain!
 
Here's one way to avoid moving your belongings - one which I am NOT advocating, of course! I believe it is an old Yiddish/English song (sung to the Hatikvah?):

  • I had a little candy store,
    Business was so bad,
    I asked mine mama what to do,
    This is what she said.
    Take a little gasoline,
    Put it on the floor.
    Take a match,
    Give a scratch,
    Poof, no candy store.
It's just a thought ...
 
WOW!!...You are a funny girl! Especially given the minor fact of never having the aforementioned male accoutrements you so painfully speak of…lol! I literally feel your pain!
I'm pretty sure she USED TO have all that stuff but had it removed in the interest of decreased wind resistance.
 
Diana, while never using fire for it I did relocate from Minnesota to Colorado Springs by getting rid of almost everything I owned. I drove out with my minivan which was pretty full just with my cat and her stuff and my clothes.

that went really well but my last move - from the fabulous Nebraska panhandle out to Medford, Oregon - I got rid of a lot of stuff I actually needed. but I was afraid the truck would weigh over the estimate as I was told I would have to pay the difference. gah! also gave away all my artwork and that was dumb - I should have kept some.

this move, I'm going to TRY to be practical and not get rid of anything I'll just have to buy again unless it would be cheaper or make sense in some other way. (like the washer & dryer, I'll actually research the options)

something about moving - it's so stressful at some point I flip out and make dumb decisions. :angry3:

:mad0245:
 
I'm dreading the thought of eventually relocating to Montana--hoping there will NOT have to be an interim move within NJ--and am working on the downsizing/dejunking thing. UGH.
 
I'm dreading the thought of eventually relocating to Montana--hoping there will NOT have to be an interim move within NJ--and am working on the downsizing/dejunking thing. UGH.
Told dh that we need to spend this winter decluttering...seriously decluttering. And we need to get my daddy's stuff out to the respective recipients.
 
So...hired a massive van and stuck a quarter of the stupid amounts of shit I own in it. Decided on the way to the house to go to macdonalds and then wedge the truck against a pole whilst scraping the roof on the overhead size limiting bar...you know the one that tells you not to drive fucking trucks under it. I then try to get out of the horse shoe shaped car park and turn too sharply taking the front panel off a little red Kia. All this witnessed by the Indian clerk looking at me like I'm the biggest fucktard that ever lived. At this point I'm shaking and threatening to face plant on the Tarmac with horror. The nicest old lady and her son come out and comfort me! I almost squashed your car lady.. I should be comforting you.

£600 excess later I limp the van into my new street and we lug the shit into the house over two hours. I am so dehydrated from crying pitifully from fort william to crainlarich at my misfortune that I'm now pissing rock salt. I have unpacked all my shit. David however broke my last remaining wedding present from my first and last husBane. I stood realising that this is proof their is a God. A God like Beavis and Butthead who spent the entire day t-bagging me. God has been slapping me in the face with his/her scrotum/labia et al all day today. I'm also broke. Tired broke and I squashed a car.

My work here is done....well will be on Sunday when the proper removalist arrives and moves the rest of my outrageous amount of shit. And then the painter comes and I have to shift my shit again because he's missed his window of opportunity.

There is more but there is a giant celestial scrotum smacking me in the head and I want to curl up and shake for a while.
 
Oh no Kirmy!! If it's any comfort, you have Charles - and his multiple hernias (to be repaired on Tuesday) bulging with laughter.

When all this moving and painting and voting is over and done with, I think you will need another few days on the beach in the RV. You can empty Charles' drains if you need to feel useful. (Charles is all a'twitter at the thought of you doing that...)
 
KIRMY--- I love reading your posts! You have such wit. I laugh out loud. I wish I knewyou!!
 
Oh no! Sorry for your scrapes. At least it didn't ruin what would have otherwise been a good day. Moving is horrid!
 

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