if you can avoid it, i highly recommend not moving and just staying wherever you are until you die. which, i am guessing, is dianerose's fiance's plan. i'm with you, dude.
(btw, can i just say that I DIED when someone asked about the # of feral cats and she said "one"? THAT WAS AWESOME.)
if we are fb friends, then you know i flerking hate the movers. crystal matt, gareth and wayward youth are their names (in my head). crystal matt is the one that made off with my paring knife. gareth and crystal matt are also the ones who told me that "maybe the knob was already gone" off my dresser. MFERS. i ALONE carried those dressers down to my parents' basement after scary larry of lockport delivered them to me. you think i would not have noticed? do not dare have the nerve to suggest it was otherwise.
dh is all, "sigh" because i will be going to war.
we finally found the silverware, thank goodness. we've been eating off our plates with plastic knives and forks. it feels very weird.
last things: i need to get my cookware rack installed, and then it's just unpacking boxes until 2015. woo hoo!
