I hate moving. Really hate it. Other than having a tooth filled it’s probably my least favorite thing to do. We’ll be doing it though tomorrow. Closing is set for in the morning, Time Warner will be there after lunch. And I’ll be hauling truck loads of our stuff up the road.
It isn’t a great distance between the houses. I probably should have rented a U-Haul for it but instead borrowed a trailer and will use the back of my truck. We’ll finish loading the PODS tomorrow with the heavy furniture, it’ll be delivered to the new address Thursday.
Most of our stuff is still in boxes from our last move. But I’m noticing that instead of that saving us time, we ended up buying new stuff just so we didn’t have to unpack those boxes. Now we have twice as much stuff.
We did forgo the idea of a yardsale and took a load to DeSoto Sunrise Homes. Yard sales never do well for us. We spend hours in the hot sun while strangers pick over our things. Some knucklehead always rings the doorbell at 4:30am. And we make somewhere around $52.
We’ll get up early, pack some more stuff we don’t really need and make a day of it. I’m dreading it something awful.