Please!
I’m so happy for this move but good lord is there so much shit to do and no time to do it in. Please forgive the stream of consciousness rambling. Here’s everything we’re going through right now:
We’re moving from Rochester, NY to Seattle, WA. I could leave it there, but I’ll go on.
My husband got a job with a large company there that is paying for our relocation. Some things they buy, some things we’re reimbursed for. We’ve still got to organize our budget to deal with expenses until we get reimbursed. This includes paying: two months rent at our current apartment to break the lease, getting a rental car here for 4 days after they ship our car, dealing with a lovely notice from the IRS that my husband owes NY state $350 from 2004–perfect timing there, getting a rental car for a few days in Seattle which we’ll be reimbursed for, and putting down a deposit and first month’s rent on an apartment during the month of September.
He gets his first paycheck on Sept. 30th. It will be quite nice–and include a signing bonus–but until then we’re dangerously close to needing a short-term loan. Did I mention that his HUGE student loan payments are due on the 5th of Sept? And that our credit card is nearly maxed out and we’ve been planning on using the signing bonus to completely get rid of it–and we have another one, but we don’t want to add to its balance so we can get rid of our “bad” debt? And that it’s not like most places would take credit for rent anyway? And that his parents have offered us an interest free loan until October (without us asking) but I’m stubborn about not wanting to take it? ETA: re: our credit, we have two cards. One has a 0 balance, one has a cough cough too high balance that we’ve been beating back gradually. We were really looking forward to destroying it entirely.
And we still need to sell our washer and dryer. Hey, anybody in Rochester wanna buy a two year old washer and dryer set? (Mods: I’m kidding. Hope that doesn’t violate any rules. Of course…if someone does, that would be nice too.)
My brother-in-law (who rooms with us and is moving to Seattle as well to start school & be our roommate for one more year before we kick his ass out ) had his debit card # stolen somehow (he still had the card in his possession) and got about $300 stolen from his account before it was caught. He’ll get his money back, but now he’s stressed, of course.
After getting all our stuff into Seattle and storage, we’ve still got to find a rental place there and move it from storage to the new place within a month. (We’ve got temporary housing during that time.) Great help, but another thing to deal with–we’ll have moved, but we won’t really be moved.
And I had to go on a business trip all last wek (to Seattle–ha!) and while I learned a lot, that put me behind at work, where I was already behind because a month ago I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety. I’ve been trying to get back up to snuff with concentrating on my work–and I’ve been doing pretty well so far. But I just got a call from my supervisor this morning and he said that since my performance and responsibility have basically sucked lately (in much nicer words) they wanted me to stop all work on the project I’ve been put in charge of for the next three weeks until I get moved and settled and can refocus. Very generous and reasonable of them, and I do appreciate the drop in stress from work, but that income would have been nice right now.
And we’ve got movers coming tomorrow into my house and they’re going to be touching all my stuff and not packing it the way I would.
And my husband has been an absolute saint through all this, and has been shouldering the burden of so much–in addition to supporting me through ups and downs in my anxiety–but we still had an argument this morning about how little has gotten done so far. I felt like such a bitch, and we made up, but still.
I’ve got to see if I can get a P.O. box over the phone. I’ve got to go to the bank and deposit two paychecks and cash from selling our TV. I’ve got to mail out my estimated tax payment on Sept 15.
I’m having a quarter life crisis because I’m turning 25 in two weeks.
I’ve got to find new doctors in Seattle and leave behind those that I like here. My current medical insurance is being a bitch about paying my psychologist, and I need to call them and tell them that I have, in fact, paid my deductable for in-network providers, so pay the damn bill already. I’ve never lived in the Pacific time zone. What if we don’t find an apartment we can afford in a good neighborhood?
In short: I’m losing my mind here!
And I’m procrastinating on the Dope right now instead of doing a damn thing. Hey, I just booked a rental car! That’s one thing… When we first started this whole process, I told them both that “We’re all gonna lose our shit at some point. We need to just accept it and prepare for it and try to be patient.” Then we had a “go-team!” moment–but I fear it is coming true.
I know I’ve got lots to be grateful for–and I really, really am. We’re all just about at the breaking point. Please tell me that one day, soon, we’ll be settled in and everything will be perfect? Thank you.