I’m moving apartments this week.
Just wanted to let you know in case I am extra bitchy or accidentally punch you in the face on purpose.
There is nothing I hate more than moving – the packing, the cleaning, the scheduling movers, the unpacking, the realization that you have hoarded a whole lot of crap into a one bedroom apartment in the last 4 years.
Husband, who is usually a HUGE advocate of outsourcing, has decided that moving is something he does not want to outsource. Generally, Husband’s solution to all things sucky such as cleaning, laundry and grocery shopping has always been to throw money at it. Being the thrifty Trophy Wife that I am, I have been anti this monetary outlay for the following reasons:
That’s MY money that’s being outlaid.
What kind of Trophy Wife would I be if I didn’t even clean and do laundry?
However, when I suggested we outsource the packing, he venomously vetoed my idea. So, here I am, with a chipped manicure, schlepping bags and suitcases one block up the street to our new apartment. In 100°F weather.
In fact, we even went and bought one of those personal wheely folding dollys so we can move some of [Read More…]Read More »