So tomorrow, we pack our cars and Thursday morning we move to Chicago. I'm stressing out BIG TIME. I'm worried everything won't fit in our cars. I'm trying to keep my cool, but it's hard when it's over 100 degrees in Los Angeles and we have no furniture. I'm so sick and tired of my house being a mess. And then there's the 2,000 mile drive we each have to do in our separate cars.
I know it'll be alright in the end, but it's been a frustrating process. We've been selling off our furniture (because it would have been an obscene amount of money to rent a uhaul) for a few months and my butt hurts from sitting on the floor. I'm currently sitting on the floor next to my cat, sweating like crazy.
Just needed to rant. I can't wait to have this move done and OVER WITH!
I know Nukke feels my pain, but at least my move isn't intercontinental. There's the silver lining.