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[Update: I just realized that this is my 700th post. Yay?]
Greetings, Stuph Maphia™, I’m blogging from my new home at the convenience of my much-missed 24″ monitor. Oh how I missed thee.
Anyhow, Operation: Move My Shit From Two Different Places Into One Single Place has been completed. There were many bumps in the road however.
It all started on Friday, when my youngest brother backed out of helping me for reasons I won’t discuss here. So it was me all by my lonesome. I made multiple trips and moved all of my boxes, leaving all of my big stuph for the next day when I would have help from my dad, Revis, and Revis’ wife.
With an army (or at least it seemed like it) at my disposal on Saturday we were able to empty the storage unit. We then headed to my in-laws house and packed up all my shit there into a truck and an SUV. We got it all home safe and sound.
Yesterday we spent the majority of the day unpacking. Once we were finished and had the house at least presentable, we had to run to the store for necessities.
Um, not those necessities.
I needed to pick up towels, waste baskets, batteries, silverware, hand soap, laundry detergent, dryer vent hose, and, of course, groceries. The dryer vent hose would be the bane of my evening.
After we returned home I busied the boys with putting the groceries away while I went to hook up with washer and dryer. When I went to connect the vent hose to the dryer I found out that it was too short. Great.
So I made a trip back up to Wal-Mart to exchange it for a longer hose. In this particular case, size actually mattered. No motion in the ocean was going to connect this hose.
I exchanged the hose and returned home. Again. I connected it and tightened the clamps. Some time later the washer finished its first load and I went to go throw it in the dryer…only to find the dryer vent hose from my old house in there.
Evidently, in an effort not to lose it I shoved it inside the dryer. Great. So all the money I spent, gas guzzled, and time wasted last night was all for naught. Perfect.
So that was my illustrious weekend of moving. I’m sure you’re all green with jealousy that your weekend sucked in comparison. How are you guys doing?
It’s done. You’re there.
Good luck in your new home. Health and happiness to you and the guys.
Yeah, but now I have an extra dryer hose. How can I live with myself?
You are probably like my husband. He bitches and whines about returning stuff. It is no big deal.
Haha. By the time I realized I had the extra hose the one I had just bought was already hooked up. I wasn’t going through all that shit just to return a $7 hose.
I’m glad you’re settled in….somewhat….and life can begin again. It’s’ the start of a new adventure with your boys!
Oh, the adventures never end.
You can now blog about My Three Sons…..
Why would I blog about your sons? I have my own to blog about.
Ahh….I’ve missed those smart-ass comebacks, Daddy!!
Thank you. I’ll be here all week. I hope.
Is this a bad time to tell you that I read a book this weekend? In the middle of the day? Thought so.
What book? Was it any good? Do you recommend it?
I’m reading Telegraph Avenue by Michael Chabon. It’s the first of his I’ve read and I’m really digging the music in his style. He’s a writer clearly having fun with language, but not in a show-offy way, just joyful. And the character-driven story is quite good too, touching on values, race, responsibility, fatherhood. So, yeah, only halfway through but I recommend.
I shall attempt to remember to check that out.
You left out when Mrs. Revis asked me to get the twins’ pillows out of the truck right after she locked the door to it
Oh, yeah. Putz.
700 posts is amazing, congratulations on that and the new house! And as for the dryer hose, I bet you and the boys can think of ten wacky things to do with an extra dryer hose. That can be post 701!
Well, right now its just sitting on the kitchen table. Maybe I can McGuyver something with it.
I am certain with your imagination that by the time Halloween rolls around that spare dryer hose will find another use via a costume part. You unpack much faster than I do… I still have a half of a house to move down here lol…I lost the key to the place.
Hahaha. I have to get it done right away or it drives me nuts.
My stuff is still in NY State in ass deep snow lol
Yikes.
700 posts? Shit.
At one point my ex and I had 8 bottles of mustard. Why, we’re not sure. We don’t even like mustard that much. I think sometimes you just lose your mind and start thinking you don’t have stuff that you do.
At least you’re all settled in, right?
Pretty much, yeah. Most everything is unpacked and put away.
Yay for being all settled in. Sucks about the dryer hose debacle. Does it cost much? Maybe you can Ebay it?
Haha, no. It was only a few bucks. It was more the time factor because I had to go back and forth and I really needed to get some laundry done.
Congrats on the move and that’s funny stuph™ about the hose. When the wife and I moved out of this place into another one, we took the dryer and the hose and all was well. When we moved back we brought the same dryer and hose back, only I had an issue getting it to fit… in the same spot it had been for years. Go figure.
Life. What a bitch, huh?
The queen of all bitches.
I don’t know about that. I’ve met some bigger ones. Married them, even.
Amen! You’re in and ready to start new things…that’s exciting. As for the dryer hose, they make great robot arms…let the kids work their imaginations.
Hmmmm…..Perhaps. I’ll see what they can come up with, but sadly they are only interested in their Xbox these days.
Congratulations on 700 unshitty posts! And on the move, I’m glad you’re settled in and back on the internet. Missed you all weekend
I missed you, too, NBG!
I will lie and say your weekend was better. But due to my conscience I have to tell you that it was a lie. Or I go to hell. Sorry. But you are in a new place with your boys, that is good. And that’s not a lie.
Well, it’s the thought that counts, right? RIGHT??
Right!
Glad that the move is all sorted. Here’s to life as the awesome foursome of you and the Twins and Baby C!
Yay for the awesome foursome!
Please let that become your permanent nickname from now on in. I would be so pleased. Plus, it makes you sound really super cool – even more so than you are already.
Hahaha. I’ll try. I don’t know how often I actually refer to all four of us at once.
Well, now you’re all going to be in the one house together much more frequently, I would hope you’ll be able to refer to the four of you more often! Eugh, that’s a horribly constructed sentence but I can’t be bothered to change it.
Hahaha. We’ll see.
One house, four guys. How lucky is that toilet!?
Two toilets. And they WILL stay clean. I’ve already had to get on the twins…
Hahahaha. Teenagers cleaning! That’s a good one.
Oh, they clean. I have to make them redo it a couple times, but they clean.
In 8 years I will ask you for your secret. For now, mine actually think it’s fun to help mommy “cawean”.
My secret? I’m stern. I have to pretty much be an asshole.
Their future wives will love you for it.
If they make it to then…lol
Right. I’ve heard teenagers are good for making you wish you could get your foot up high enough to kick’em in the ass.
Oh, my foot still can get up, dearest Melanie. Believe that.
Just don’t get it stuck. That could be awkward.
Oh, no. I aim for the cheeks. I don’t want my shoes getting dirty.
Oh no. Don’t want that.
Precisely.
Moving sucks. And who needs a longer hose? Just duct tape the crap out of the shorter one!
I would’ve had to go get duct tape, too.
You don’t have duct tape on hand? Gasp!
I just moved in!!
No excuse. You need duct tape on hand at ALL times.
I have NEVER needed duct tape. I fix things the right way.
Duct tape IS the right way
Then I don’t wanna be right.
Not as much fun as you had! Glad you’re getting settled in~
Yup. The only thing I really have left to do is hang pictures, but that involves going back to the store to get nails. I’m just not ready for all that work right now.
Take it slow – it will all happen as it should.
Things happening as they should is a difficult thing for me to see right now.
I know – believe me I know…it’s good to hear that sometimes…sometimes I try to focus on my favorite existential quote:
‘Of all the things that could have happened; this is what happened’
It is neither good nor bad – it just is – we don’t know the outcome and not everything is a good/bad situation. It just IS – we are always & all of us (me included) so fast to want to know if this was a good/bad idea…when it takes time for the scenario to play itself out – and it may encompass both good/not so good, depending on the situation. I am probably rambling at this point.
I’m not wasting my thoughts on what-if’s or even trying to find the reason, right now. Those things elude me and I’m probably best not to know. Especially when the person who’s done this to me has lied repeatedly and I could never trust a single word she uttered about it. I just have to move past it and focus on what I need to focus on, but sometimes I get distracted and can’t. Like this morning.
I know – and that’s ok too – change is hard. Give yourself some room to be distracted –
I’d rather not think about it at all.
We’ve moved several times, and the exact same thing happened to us. We felt like such idiots! I always check the dryer for that damn vent hose now! Congrats on the move!
Hahaha. Thanks.
Blah! I hate moving. Hate, hate, hate, hate moving. Something like the dryer hose incident always happens. Something always gets broken. Something always gets misplaced. Someone always backs out of helping (and never for a good reason), oh, and as the only person amongst my friends with a truck I always get volunteered to move everyone else’s junk along with my own. Good times.
Haha. I have a Cavalier so that doesn’t happen to me.
Dangit! And now you know I have a truck too… really should have kept my mouth shut on that one.
Don’t worry, I don’t know anyone out in your neck of the woods and I’m sure I won’t be moving out that way.
*phew* I mean: yeah, moving to CA sounds like a terrible idea. Wait, I mean: Are you sure? CA is so nice!
Nope. My kids are here.
You have chosen… wisely.
Of course.
To hell with the dryer hose, did you get the Peanut Butter?? That is ALL one needs to begin life anew.
Yes, Jiff. The ONLY peanut butter.
I concur, like a fucking doctaaaaaaa!!!
You are the smartest stormtrooper, like everrrr!
Woohoo for concurring like a doctor!!
In the end, you emerged relatively unscathed and armed with blog fodder.
I love a quasi-happy ending!
Unscathed, but agitated, yes.