Moving sucks

Oh, wait- did I already name a post that? Well it’s true…
I have so many things to talk about during the day but by the time I have a moment to sit down its all gone. Both Brian and I have been sick with flu for the last 3 days and I’m exhausted- I was bound and determined to sleep in our new place last night so we did the whole sleeping bag thing. Ha Ha. The joke was on me.
The downstairs neighbor started listening to rap suddenly at about 10:30. Brian was contemplating a brick through their window but I just laughed at him.
“Honey- its probably their “gettin it on” music. And if we are lucky, they’ll be quick about it.”
He didn’t think it was very funny- but it only lasted about 10 minutes.
I was cold and when I’m cold I can’t sleep.
I had a sleeping pad under me but I swear it was worse than the floor- I only fell asleep once I ripped the bloody thing out from underneath me. And this morning Brian- whom I might add slept all night through- said something the effect that maybe he SHOULD have used it, like I wanted him to. And again all I could do was laugh at him, because it was a miserable night.
We are down to big furniture and a few clothes at the old place- everything but furniture will be out tonight. I wanted to do it all today but they cleaned the carpets at the new place this morning and they must have adequate time to dry.

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