Packed!

For the past three days it's been move central. Up at the crack of dawn and in bed after 10. That makes for cranky girls. Anthony's relief arrived the same day as the start of the packout, that man will do anything to avoid helping with a move! Turns out we really didn't need him because the packers were wonderful!! A 24 hour stomach bug arrived about five minutes before the moving company descended upon our house so the first day was ROUGH, but even with that the movers were just wonderful.

Loading was a different story. Within minutes of meeting the driver and loading crew (different from the packers) I knew we were in for a rough day. He was making sexist comments within five minutes of being in the house and when he ruined the front of my precious fridge he was just about dead to me. When he started screaming at me about how the fridge was already ruined before it was on the truck I was ready to help him meet his maker. Instead, for the first time in his career I called the quarterdeck and told Anthony to get his @ss home. And once he walked in the driver had a new attitude and while that irritated me to no end, at least the day is over and our stuff is on the way to Kansas!