The day has come. I’m sitting in the bedroom next to the cat carrier as the movers place stickers on our stuff and hopefully start making quick but careful work of all those boxes we gathered in the guest room.
We will be going from VA to NY today, staying over at Lindsay’s house for the night. My OB said I need to get out of the car every hour and a half and walk around for a few minutes, so we figured doing the whole trip in one go would take way too long with that many stops. Though she has to get up at 4am for work in the morning, im excited to spend a few hours with her and see her new house! Also, I finally get to see her baby bump in person which will be cool.
I’m off, but may be checking back sooner than usual.
These photos should illustrate that this is definitely not a design blog. They also show that this apartment doesn’t have lights in most of the rooms, we’re working on it. But these unevenly lit and messy rooms do make great “before” shots. Now I’ve absolutely got to get on to making this place look more like a home and less like a squat house. Wish me luck, I might need it just to find homes for all of our stuff.
Day one got off to a dramatic start when our attempts to give the cats benadryl failed and we figured they’d be okay and just got on the road anyway. As soon as I hit the first stop light in Thibodaux I looked back to check on the cats and Kit Kat had her mouth agape, panting in panic. I called C. and told him I was making an emergency stop at the vet to get her kitty xanax, but there was no room for the moving truck with my car towed behind it in the vet parking lot, so C. just had to hit the highway while I dealt with the cats.It took an hour to get them in, weighed and medicated, an hour which involved my climbing into their carrier to carry them out because they wouldn’t budge and the carrier is huge. Once they were weighed, they went back in until the vet tech got them their calm-down pills, so I had to them try to administer them. I bought pill pockets, but they were not having it and eventually the vet tech took pity on me and forced them to take the medicine. I wondered how we were going to manage giving it to them on days 2 and 3, but luckily youtube has plenty of informative videos on how to “pill” your cat. The techniques we saw worked on Kit Kat, and Jolie is really calm in the car so when she fought us, we just let her ride without it unless there was a problem.
Luckily, the rest of the trip was uneventful… we drove about 400 miles each day, stopping for the night in Montgomery, AL and Charlotte, NC.
We arrived at our apartment complex in Hampton, VA yesterday evening at 5 and spent 45 minutes signing and going over the lease. Then, exhausted as we were, we unpacked most of the car as well as the box spring, matress, TV and xbox. We don’t have the internet yet, so I went to Target to buy season 2 of Shameless on DVD and shower curtains. Living in a highly populated commercial area came in handy quickly when we ordered delivery chinese food for dinner. In Thibodaux we could only get Pizza delivered, but here we actually have choices for what to eat when we don’t want to leave the house and have no food to prepare. Score one for Hampton. Score two is the fact that I’m at Starbucks right now and it took about 15 seconds to drive here. It’s less than a mile down the road, which I think could be dangerous. More dangerous than that, though is Peninsula Town Center (a huge outdoor shopping center) being just another half mile down the road. I can’t even begin to describe how close we are to every kind of store, restaurant, bar, etc we could ever need. I’m psyched and I haven’t even been able to get over to the beach 7.5 miles away yet. We’ve only lived here for about 10 hours now, but I think I am going to really enjoy it.
Kit Kat, who is almost a year old, has been just loving this whole packing to move thing.
She made sure that the bubble wrap was tough enough to withstand kitten teeth, attacked any dishes that tried to violate said bubble wrap, and was a huge help in unfolding the laundry as I folded it. She’s starting to get exhausted from all this and is wondering why we can’t just do it ourselves, but obviously we are doing it wrong and need her assistance, so she summons the energy.
We picked up the moving truck today (16 feet by whatever) and I guess my whining is more annoying than loading the truck up by himself, so C. kindly offered to just load the truck himself. I figured that would work out just fine since the boxes are mostly too heavy for me to pick up anyway, though at the new place I’m going to have to do it and just put them down 50x on the trip from the truck to the 2nd floor apartment. My plan was to fold C.’s massive heap of clean laundry, but Kit Kat was so helpful that few pieces remain folded. I guess I’ll have to make it up to C. by doing all the scrubbing and cleaning once things are moved out, it’s the least I can do and I’m sure that playing video games while I clean will boost his morale. (yeah… we’re leaving the xbox and tv until the morning of the move, which is tomorrow!!!)
I’ll likely be updating a lot about this move because it’s exciting to me, so expect a lot of moving posts.