Packing Shmacking

Dear Mr. Appraiser:

Thanks for totally screwing us this week. How hard is it to understand that a 3:00pm Thursday deadline means TURN IN THE PAPERWORK AT 3:00PM??!

Lucky for you, we have an awesome realtor & a bank who cannot wait to no longer own a house that has been sitting on the market for over a year.

Since they are totally awesome & just as annoyed at you as I am, they have gone ahead & given us the keys to our new home.

And hey-a verbal affirmation of appraised value, it'll do for now, right?

Well, no, Mr. Appraiser, it won't do. Thanks for shoving our closing date back until next week.

But, like I said, you're lucky we have an awesome realtor. I won't write you a true letter of complaint this time.

Sincerely,
A slightly annoyed (almost) homeowner.

So instead of addressing a letter to the appraiser, I really should be doing some more packing. Yet, here I sit.

I've got about 75% of the stuff done. The Doctor & Totally Awesome Neighbor spent the evening moving a lot of stuff over to the house. My dad & stepmom are headed up tomorrow to help The Doctor with all the heavy lifting.

Oh friends, I'm sure you can feel my pain & sadness when I say that unfortunately, the kids & I will be missing out on all the heavy lifting, last minute shoving of junk into boxes, & eleventy gazillion trips up the stairs.

Instead, we'll be spending the day with Rockin' Sister-In-Law & her soon-to-be husband, watching them open all their presents. And then we'll be headed out to the family pond for the annual Easter egg hunt. Otherwise known as the "watch all the "adults" shove each other out of the way to grab all the eggs they can so they can get the most money" hunt.

When we make our way back into town tomorrow night, we'll be going home to our new house. Where the majority of my boxes will have been unpacked for me, the beds will be assembled, & the only thing I will be required to do is put my two monsters into bed & try out the brand-new jacuzzi tub.

{{{And the angels sang}}}

Unfortunately, the cable company can't get out to the house until Friday to hook up our internet.

Suckfest.

So, unless some kindly neighbor happens to have their Wi-Fi unlocked, I will have to sit out my favorite part of the day.

Ha. Who am I kidding? I'll be sitting in the McDonald's parking lot during naptime using their free Wi-Fi.

And wondering why the heck McDonald's has Wi-Fi. Is it some hip, happenin' meeting spot that I have been missing out on all these years?

See you in a week!