Aaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!

Note to self: Do not move ever again.

I know there is a certain amount of pain and suffering that must be endured with a change of address but somehow in the interim between moves, I manage to forget just how painful that suffering can be.

Our move has not been without its hitches. Like, my wood floors were not finished yet so now my new house is full of dust. We covered the furniture with plastic and didn't bring everything from the old house but still, its a mess. They keep saying I will "love" my wood floors when this is all finished. I highly doubt I will ever worship my floors enough to make up for this. I am sure they will look nice and I should be grateful. Whatever. And, please don't tell me how my builder should have had this done before....trust me, you do not want to get me started.

Then the hubs and I thought we were being really smart by using blue painter's tape and putting down brown paper to protect the stairs. Well, we discovered today that the tape that isn't supposed to remove a finish, removed the varnish from the stairs. Now, I will have to have the whole staircase redone. It makes me want to throw up just typing that on here.

Other than all of that, we love the house. Its just the whole "box up your crap and move it" that I hate. Right now the old house is empty except for the crap. You know what I mean, that back closet with the games you never play, and pictures you don't hang anymore. That kitchen cabinet where you store the George Foreman grill and cake pans in shapes you knew you would only use once but can't bring yourself to throw away. Yeah, the really fun stuff to move.

My new job? I am loving it so far. The guy that is training me has some health issues so my week has been very short which was great since my house is a chaotic mess. There was really only one day where I actually did what I will be doing. Otherwise, we went and checked on some welders (one was named Frog - he looked like a real keeper), located a barge and went out to lunch. I really shined during the whole "go out to lunch" part. Hey, I know what I am good at.