Moving is the most God awful thing on the planet, I sweat. I am totally out of steam and I'm stressed and irritated. We got access to our garage at the new place on Monday so we've been moving stuff over there all week to kinda make it easier for tomorrow. Sunday we are able to get into the apartment at noon - but that isn't much help because then we only have half a day to make it livable enough for the following week! Then I was looking forward to have the 4th off to just relax and setup stuff at home and now FI's family is coming in from out of state and we have to go to his parents in the afternoon. I know I'm getting to be a cranky pain in the arse, and FI is surely getting sick of me but I can't even help it. I'm more so depressed and stressed about this than excited. And we wanted to get a kitten that my friend found but we discovered we can't have her because she's too young / doesn't have her shots / isn't spayed / would add $415 to our security deposit and with the wedding next month we're already over extended. Ugh. Can't we just snap our fingers and magically be settled in the new place? FML.
OH then get this - I'm expected to wash all the bedding before we leave our house tomorrow. WTF? How am I ever going to get all that done before then?!?!?! I'm gonna give everyone blankets and make them sleep on bare mattresses!!! Grrr!