And I am lacking in excitement. I can't say that everything that could go wrong did go wrong... but it sure feels like it. For starters, when we had our wonderful Penske truck filled up with about 80% of our belongings, we realized we had about 40% more stuff left to fit in. Um, whoops. Uh yeah, we had to make some pretty hard decisions about what would be left behind. The sad part is that I really believed that we didn't have that much stuff. Sigh. Live and learn.
The next lesson/highlight of the trip was sharing the Penske cab with my 2 year old and DH. Don't do this. If you have kids, ride in a separate car, heck, get grandma to fly with your kid to the destination city, but don't ride all together. Gah! I wanted to shoot myself about midday the second day. How do you explain to a two year old why you can't go home right now, anyway?
We made good time. That's about the nicest thing I can say about the actual trip. When we arrived, we didn't have enough help unloading, yeah, that was fun. And we've been in our house one week and one day, and I still don't have anything but the bedrooms fully unpacked.
Oh, and yes, we have no internet service. I would badmouth Earthlink here but I am unwilling to give them another thought. In the meantime, we are waiting for another DSL provider to get us hooked up.
So, I am "working" today from the basement of my in-laws home. Lovely. And I've got a list a mile long of what I need to do at school in order to not be turned away.
On a happier note, I am now re-reading Harry Potter book 5 to my delight. And my daughter is in love with her preschool... thank heavens for that.
Look for a cheerier post in a few days when I get all my stuff put away and begin to feel more like myself again.