I'm Tired, Boss
Ok, so it may be a bit dramatic to say the move was a disaster, but I would categorize it as such. Did I tell you we had to push the move back a week because SoCalGas could not come out in time? So that meant my rented dumpster didn't time correctly with the day of the moveout, which wasn't how that was supposed to go. And I mean, I THOUGHT we packed things well, but apparently the garage was not well packed. Which I tried to warn my husband about, that I thought we had too many loose items up in the rafters and such. Well, it was true and the move turned into a partial pack and it took SO LONG. SO VERY LONG. We were all exhausted by the end of the day, and I know it was kind of our fault, but the movers still did damage a lot of my furniture, broke my television, gouged my beautiful new bedroom wall, and then one of them spilled motor oil on the driveway and then tracked it into the house. So 11pm found my husband on his hands and knees with isopropyl alcohol, s...