Pity Party

So it is now 1:45, no not in the afternoon, and I find myself wide awake. My eyes burn and I am tired but have been waking up the past few nights unable to sleep. I am exhausted and not feeling well, lack of sleep I suppose is the cause. Dollar signs keep bouncing by and my stomach begins to ache! I for the life of me can't understand why there are so many horrible, dishonest people in this world. How did the world and its people in it all become this way? What happened to everyone that they find the need to manipulate everyone else? This move has been a nightmare of all sorts. I have our sales man telling me one thing, the driver telling me another. I have two different stories, so many lies (so many if these people were wooden boys, meaning Pinocchio, I could build a house), and now a hole in my pocket for almost 3 grand MORE than estimated. This is more then what was our estimated cost and I don't know about you but I don't have that kinda money just sitting around. Maybe because I am just starting off on my own, maybe because the move is already costing a fortune or maybe because I am not rich! Let me ask all you intelligent people out in this world...Does renting a VAN from Uhual for half a day (lets say 4 hours tops) cost 700 bucks???!!! I think not! But this what the moving company is charging us for having to rent a Uhaul. Never were we told in the first place this could be something that could happen but seriously, 700 dollars?! This is now just one of MANY of the issues I am dealing with and fighting with from this moving company. Unbelievable. I absolutely despise moving and vow once I move into the a place of our own this will be the place I die in because I will NEVER, EVER move again! That is my final answer! I am not asking all you to pity me, I needed to vent a little bit and was hoping this would make me sleep. Maybe it was also a warning to you all who might be those few left who are honest folks out there just trying to get by that moving companies CAN and WILL do everything in their power to manipulate you out of everything you got.

Moving = Nightmare

Does anyone know of any lawyers or how to go about going to small claims court? I am so mad right now my hands are shaking. Don't ever move people!

More Surprises!

A package for ME! Again, I was surprised. What was inside you say??? New PJ's! I thought he was sending me some kinda hint that he hates my oh so not attractive sweats I sleep in. He said nope, that wasn't why. He said he knows my duck ones (yes, I have duck pj's) that I have had for years were super old and thought I might like a new pair. He is super cute!

Just Call Me Lucky

Today was not a day of luck for me. I find it a tad funny now thinking of it but not when they happened. So, I had to go to my storage unit this afternoon to organize and pack these huge bar stools in my car. The first one I got in with no problem but the second one was a bit of a challenge since I had to fit it like a puzzle into my back seat with the other one. I slid my body in between the metal pieces of the stand so I could get it in. Not realizing my nose was less then an inch away from the medal piece which was next to my car frame. So when I went to lift my head up so I could get out my bridge of my nose got in the way of both pieces and I slammed it into the metal of the bar stool! My eyes began to water and I am surprised I didn't get a bloody nose! OUCH! Now I laugh because this is something only I would have done to hurt myself in such a way. It is OK, just a bit red and tomorrow I am sure a little blue. OK, so what can be worse right? Well let me tell you what then happens when I get home. I unload the car find, no body parts get in the way. I figure since I am dirty and sweaty from storage I might as well empty the three ceramic pots filled with dirt I want to take with me. Since two are large I cant pick them up so I have to empty the dirt shovel by small shovel at a time. I am cold and tired and my back hurts but by this time I am on the last pot and only have about 1/4 to go. I hit something hard and know it is a huge piece of a broken ceramic pot inside under the dirt. Side note: The broken pieces help hold water in pots. In case you are wondering why they are in the dirt. Anyway, So I cant seem to get it with the shovel so I put my hand in the remaining dirt and am trying to get a good grip with my finger tips of the edge of this huge piece. Finally I yank it out and as I am pulling it out to throw away I notice...ANTS!!! A billion of the tiniest ants you have ever seen. All over the remaining dirt, the ceramic piece I just pulled out and all over my hand!!! Of course I freak out and swish them off but 10 min later my hand and wrist begin to burn and itch like crazy. Those stupid little buggers bit me! All over! I think it was a bit uncalled for since they are in MY pot. Anyway, I didn't finish that pot because I still cant lift it and there are so many of these tiny little devils in my pot. So I spray as much ant killer I can into the dirt and we shall continue tomorrow. I can't say I feel sorry for killing them because once again they were in MY pot and bit my entire hand and wrist! Go figure.

CHOP it all off!

I cut all, well lots of my hair cut off! Since it is on the shorter side again I will need to get it cut more often then when it was long. Does anyone have a good stylist they can recommend out there in AZ???

And the Fun Begins...

I am off to PA for the move. Busy, Busy with tons of things I have to do back home. I want to thank Brit for the girls night and letting me talk for so long! Sorry I kept you up so late, didn't realize the time. And thank you to Bill for not kicking me out! Haha. You are a sweetheart, thank you again for the wonderful night!

See ya all soon.