So my hubby and I are getting ready to move out of our flooded, moldy, termite/spider infested, leaking, humid, cold, hot, sweat box apartment in to what we hope to be our own piece of heaven! We signed the papers and got the keys on the 26th and I can't be any happier about this. I'm a bit stressed, but better than I was 2 years ago when we moved form Santa Barbara back down to LA.........
~ My husband was 2 months in to his recovery from brain surgery and for me well that is a long story that I will make short. You see I didn't get to finish packing or moving my stuff, instead I thought that I would have a heart attack. Yep...34 and I had a heart attack, so I spent the next 4 days in the hospital while all my friends and family stepped up and moved us out of our apartment and down to LA.
~This time I have a different outlook on it. I began packing early...as soon as we found our new place and put down the deposit. I'm sure the husband would like to see me doing more packing, but I think we are doing OK. His mother has been a GREAT help!!! I just don't seem to know what to pack....I feel that so many things need to wait till the last moment. I might need it before then.
I see this frustrated him, but I'm at work all day and do what I can when I get home. Tomorrow is Friday and that is when I will get the lead out and go into overtime!!!
I'll keep ypu posted!!1 :D