I hate moving, but I am glad we are out of that neighborhood.
I felt really guilty about selling the house I grew up in. I asked my Mom if she would get mad at me for selling it. She told me she wondered what had took me so long.
We got the price we wanted from a flipper. The catch was we had to be out by April 30. The place we bought won't be empty until May 31 so we are at my parents for now.
This has been a pain in the ass. We tried to store everything we thought was not essential at a store it place, but it seems like my wife thinks everything concerning our daughter is essential. I think the dog is doing better than the rest of us. She is getting all kinds of attention, almost as much as the baby.
Moving once is bad enough, but twice in a month is really breaking my balls. I think once the stress of moving is done I will get back to ranting again regularly, but after working all night I am too damn tired to bitch about all the free money Pawlowski gives away.
