Tag: moving

  • posting from my phone

    The mobile interface is very limited. Hopefully I will have a new and better phone tomorrow. I really hope to have internet installed on Monday.

    Woke up to fire news from the place I am honestly still thinking of as “home”, and have continued to monitor the situation all day. Just exchanged some txtmsgs with my neighbor a few minutes ago.

    Unpacking is going slowly. Climate adjustment is also going slowly. My skin hates the change.

    Dogs are… annoying. Indy hates the weather and in her typical weather hating response is going on bathroom strikes. London caught a possum in the backyard, and now only wants to catch more things, and is also becoming a bathroom problem, because he is too busy looking for something to catch and doesn’t want to waste time pooping. Great. I fear for the carpet.

    The cats are doing great.

    The fish is still alive.

    It has been warmer the past two days than it was when we first got here, but is still on the chilly side.

    Wonderful friend arrives on Monday to provide us with a week of company and unpacking help.

    On Monday they are predicting a high of 29 degrees. I hope wonderful friend brings warm clothes.

    I predict I will cook a lot more soup here.

  • cold and tired

    Basically no internet here for at least a week. *shudder*

    Hopefully this will help keep me focused on the unpacking.

    So very much unpacking to do. *sigh*

    Anyhow, I still won’t be reading much, since I will only get online when I go out to someplace with internet access.

    Returning the RV today (I couldn’t yesterday because I had to deal with the movers).

    I don’t mind cold weather, but cold weather without proper clothing absolutely sucks. I am COLD.

    Also, this time change is kicking my ass. I just need some decent sleep.

  • Made it to Minneapolis

    So much left to do, but at least I am not sleeping in a RV tonight. Also, the heat in the house works.

    All pets appear to have survived the trip.

    Teen has survived the trip, barely.

    I…

    Well, I’m still typing.

    A bit horrified to discover that Michael Crichton died of cancer while I was out of touch. I mean I am sad to find out that he died, but horrified that it didn’t qualify as a <a href=”http://twitter.com/cnnbrk” target=”_blank”>cnnbrk</a> tweet, considering other things that <a href=”http://mstori.com/?p=1136″ target=”_blank”>have qualified</a>.

  • quick update

    I am in Kansas for the night. Had an unpleasant interaction with a teenager working at fast food place in Oklahoma earlier today. Maybe I’ll write about it later. I’m not sure what they are teaching in Oklahoma along the lines of customer service or professionalism, but I do know that at least one person can say “fuck” loudly and often.

    I’m not really reading stuff that you guys are posting right now, although I plan to catch up in full once I get to where I am going (and get internet turned on). Please email me anything you really want me to know. I get email on my phone.

    Fish is still alive. <a href=”http://moblog.net/view/861915/fish-in-the-microwave” target=”_blank”>It is in the microwave</a>.

    Dogs and cats are still alive. Willow is the happiest of the bunch.

    Need to try to get some sleep now.

    P.S. the furnace never got fixed

  • Morning has broken

    like my poor aching back

    Cold and miserable, but a half hour (mostly on hold) with the RV people later, I have an appointment to have the heater looked at 200 miles from here.

    I ended up taking a shower, really more for the heat than the cleaning of pee, at that point, but getting rid of the pee was a bonus.

    I also washed my clothes in the shower.

    Have decided to throw away the comforter.

    I am iffy on doing that to the blanket, one of them is my favorite soft and comfy blanket.

    Fish still looks to be alive.

  • 4:45 AM

    and all is not well…

    First of all the furnace in the RV is not working and it is fucking cold. I am worried the fish is going to freeze to death. They (RV rental people) say they will try to get somebody out to repair it in the morning. They also say that I can go pick up a space heater at Walmart and they will reimburse for it. This was not possible as there is no 24 hour Walmart here.

    Tried to sleep anyway, despite it being fucking cold. Luckily, I have a warm blanket, a light blanket and a comforter. Xander was so cold he joined me under the covers to sleep, something he never does.

    We got 2 hours sleep before Willow came over and peed all over me. She soaked through all my bedding. After I killed her (okay, I didn’t really do that) I checked the pamphlet for the campground. It has a 24 hour laundry room. I bagged up all my stuff, took things so I could shower too, since, umm gross. Hauled my ass and tons of stuff over there and found a sign saying that as of Nov 1, the laundry room was closed from 10PM to 8AM.

    I squatted on the sidewalk and cried quietly, so as not to wake the other campers.

    I am cold and exhausted and have no place I call home. This 25 foot box is physically stressful to drive. My back and neck are killing me. I smell like cat piss, and I have no blankets to keep warm. I can’t even begin a load until 8. Who knows when somebody will come to fix my heater or how long that will take. I am already a day late and at risk for missing the movers on the other end. Check out time is noon, so if they can’t fix it by then… Well I won’t have slept anyway by then.

    I would toss all this bedding and buy new stuff so I could sleep, and a space heater… except, yeah, no 24 hour Walmart (or anything else).

    Xander has refused to use the kitty litter since setting foot in the box on wheels too, so perhaps we’ll have an encore soon. If not him, I’m sure Willow will do something. She hates me.

    The fucking Walmart can’t even bother with an answering machine that lets me know what time they do open.

  • quickie

    RV with two dogs, two cats, one fish, one teen and myself… is hell.

    Stopped for the night.

    All are safe. Quite concerned about the fish.

  • Open Letter: Moving Company Edition

    Dear Moving Company Contact,

    Please refrain from replying to my email with a phone call. No, I will not call you back. If I had wanted to call you, I would have done that to start with.

    I already spoke to you on the phone once. I called you back in response to your first message, despite the fact you had not provided me with your extension, or last name, thereby making returning the message an even larger chore than it needed to be.

    I then, not only answered the questions about the delivery date, I explained exactly WHY it needed to be that date. Then I secured your email address and extension number, because it had not occurred to you to offer either.

    In my email I reiterated the date information to you. I typed out the date, month, year, and even the day of the week.

    I fail to understand why you are now leaving me a message saying that you got my email, and to please call you back and tell you which date I want for delivery (offering me 4 possible dates INCLUDING the one I have already told you both verbally and in writing is the only one that will work). We are clearly suffering from a communication failure, and since you are in a service business, perhaps you should work on your end a bit.

    Also, I believe it is standard upon leaving business messages to provide your phone number and extension, especially when you call from a blocked number. Yes, I did make note of your information from our previous conversation, but considering that you seem unable to hang onto important details yourself, you should probably assume the same about others and over-provide your contact information as a matter of course.

    (Not)Respectfully,

    – Me

    P.S. The woman you are replacing was a lot more functional and competent than you, and I sincerely hope that she quit for a position someplace with co-workers who are not as useless as you appear to be. I just wish she had done it AFTER I completed my move.