Happy Moonday!
No park today. I slept through several alarms, and it was wet and miserable out anyway.
Today is moving day.
The movers were scheduled to come between 1-3, but they changed it to 2-4. They are supposed to call me when they leave their previous move and let me know they are on the way. We’ll head over there after they call. I had thought about going early and getting in a soak in the tub, but I feel icky this morning and I know I won’t want to go upstairs.
I wish I didn’t have to go over there at all. I may wait in the truck with the dogs. I forgot to schedule them for daycare. My son can let them in and show them what needs to go.
No pranks on Halloween for us, my mother patted us down as we went out the door.
Costumes were those with plastic masks, whatever we wanted to be that year.
We had one neighbor aka, the neighborhood witch, who gave out full sized Hershey Bars. That didn’t make up for her bitchiness the rest of the year.
One neighbor made homemade cookies or candy apples for just us neighborhood kids.
How cool to drive a combine, Taters.
I hate to say this but, when my dishwasher was doing what your dishwasher is doing, it wasn’t the dishwasher. The main line out of the house was starting to back up. I hope it is the dishwasher and not a plumbing problem.
Glad you are enjoying your trip, Pilot.
MetalMouse, Echo has gotten worse since Ripple died.
Echo was a social butterfly until the park got closed for the plague. After we went back, she started getting bitchy with dogs she didn’t know. The entire group worked with me and we got her somewhat back to normal. She may not always listen when I tell her NO!, but she listens better to men, and she especially will listen to Lucy/Petey dad. She adores him and if he scolds her, she gets her feelings hurt.
Then after Ripple died, she got worse. She doesn’t want any dogs she doesn’t know coming near me, and the area she considers to be near me is a pretty wide area. She’s fine if I’m not around.
Ripple was a steadying and stable influence in her life, now she seems insecure in a lot of ways. I think she wants to protect me, but she doesn’t have the discernment to tell what is or isn’t a threat.
There has been a lot of change for her too. Lucy died several months before Ripple, and Lily doesn’t come to the park anymore because she is getting grumpy with other dogs. Once we are settled in, I hope Lily will come by and she and Echo can reunite. Lily was her best friend. The morning group is basically gone, all of her pack is gone, and then we are moving.
Although, I think she really likes this house. She gets excited when we come here, and I know all three of them love the bigger back yard.
My son hates this house. He says everything is inconvenient.
We just have to get used to it. He has to admit, having a separate laundry room and no washer in the middle of the kitchen is nice. No basement stairs and not having to empty the dehumidifier every day is a plus too.
I never finished this morning.
So, the College Hunks Hauling Junk showed up. Two little scrawny guys, I was expecting big burly football player types.
Neither one goes to college, one never went and the other is still in high school.
It did not go smoothly.
First, they went to the new house instead of the old house. The orders had them reversed.
They had to take my bed totally apart. I thought they would have to take the headboard off, but they still couldn’t get it down the stairs.
My son says the wall upstairs needs to be repainted after they banged into it a few times. All the walls need to be painted anyway, so no big deal on that.
However, my dresser fell apart as soon as they picked it up. They loaded all the pieces on the truck and delivered them. My son wanted to take the whole mess to the dump, but seeing how upset I was, he managed to put everything back together, although it is a bit wobbly.
I have some suspicions about the dresser, and I’m not putting it on the moving guys.
My son put the bed back together so I didn’t have to pay the moving guys to do it.
All things considered though; I think it probably would have been cheaper to buy new bedroom furniture.
I’m disappointed that the furniture won’t fit in my bedroom the way I wanted it. I don’t want to switch to the master bedroom though. There’s only one small window in there and I like lots of sunlight in my room. My son sleeps during the day, so it is better that he has the darker room. Also, I wanted to have the door to the backyard so I can let the dogs out easier.
It’s so funny that one day I was thinking that I want to add another room to the back of the house. Then my son said, we need to add another room back here. That’s something I never expected to hear out of him.
It’s all done though. There are a few things left in the old house that we can get tomorrow. I’m going to get some pros in to clean the place. I was supposed to meet with the realtor tomorrow to talk about listing the house, but we are rescheduling to Thorsday. I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed right now, and I think she wants to take her granddaughter ToTing.
We’ll get Adam on Hump Day when two of the dogs are in daycare so he will have time to explore and find his place without being harassed. Rayleigh is pretty good about leaving Adam alone, so I’ll keep him home.
Rayleigh is going through another fear phase, I think.
My son has some ocarinas and as he was unpacking them, he started playing them for the dogs. Echo and Misiu were fascinated, Rayleigh put his tail between his legs and left the room. He’s been a little nervous about new stuff lately.
Misiu has confidence to spare. Nothing fazes him.
I need to order groceries to pick up tomorrow. I also need to reschedule two doctor appointments. They are on the same day that my son has jury duty and I would like him to go with me in case I want to take the walker. Depends on how I feel. Today I didn’t need a walker or a cane, other days I feel like my balance is off. My son says that if I stopped looking down and didn’t stiffen up, I would be fine.
Gotta pay bills tomorrow too. And work up a budget for repairs for the old house.
Still so much on the list to do.