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Moving: The Frazzling

Hook up utilities. Disconnect utilities. Pack painting. Hook up phone. Disconnect phone. Disconnect cable. Pack more paintings. Raise credit limit. Change address for credit card, student loan, auto loan, auto insurance, mailing address, etc. Get more boxes. Pack box of dreadful student art for posterity. Listen to James tell me how we're going to have to pay our new internet provider in blood plasma for the privilege and get half the service, plus someone will come around regularly to beat us. Eat Tums. Ignore James. Pack something. Do esoteric things with the bank. (Somehow Wells-Fargo's icy grip 'pon the nation has not yet squeezed tight around the Southeast, forcing us to do arcane things with money wire transfers.) Get even more boxes. Pack something. Finish art. Eat Tums. Finish more art. Realize that contract has not been mailed--print, go out and mail. Come back. Realize that box of dried peppers for stepfather has not been mailed. Curse. Box peppers. Eat more Tums. Go out and mail peppers. Smile sheepishly at cashier. Come back. Realize that student loan payment has not been mailed. Scream a bit. Flail arms like cuttlefish amateur actor. Empty half bottle of Tums down throat. Pack.

People keep asking me "Are you looking forward to moving?" And I feel the corners of my mouth twitch up in a rictus and hear myself say, in that genial singsong that my brain uses when it knows that the Real Answer must be supressed in the interests of courtesy, "Oh, well, I'm looking forward to BEING moved, not the moving so much..."

I like packing, as I've said before, but I pretty much hate every other part of moving, and generally spend it in a nerve-frayed state, waiting for Something To Go Wrong. Actually, "I hate moving" isn't descriptive enough. I feel it lacks resonance. How about "Moving gives me the feeling that my chest cavity has been filled up with a number of small furry animals, all of them milling about and climbing on top of each other with their tiny little sharp claws, and--this is the key bit--all screaming in unison."

Much better. But I do hate moving, too.

Still, in a few days, it'll all be done, and then I can shoo the furry animals out, and all will be well.

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*shrieks of laughter*

Good thing James isn't military then. =)

-Raeburd, Marine Corps Brat, who has moved many many many times.

Ergh. I remember it all too well.

What ISP are you going with that's so expensive? We're paying...well, a lot, I suppose, for ours...but that's with digital cable TV included with the cable internet service. Time Warner seems to be the inescapable standard around here -- DSL would be nice, but Morrisville's a little too far out for decent service.

Good luck to you, anyway -- I hope you have a good supply of Tums. :)

I think it's because you have these "drop dead" deadlines that are so frazzling. for me it's taken me the better part of two months to slowly move all my crap out of the old Family home, and into the new apartment. it's taken a month just to get a phone. a 2-3 month move of only 16 miles was not that much of a pain, though it was a little disruptive. Ollie is still a little discommoded. For me it's the packing and sorting that bother me.


Err...either I mistyped it somewher, or you're misreading it, it's T-U-M-S, an antacid used to settle stomachs when t'old acids have been a-churnin'.

the letters rn together look a lot like the letter m, in certain fonts. ;)

*puts on imaginary coke-bottle glasses* OH! Well, that makes more sense. I drink a lot of pepto myself. It's the beverage of choice. :\

Listen to James tell me how we're going to have to pay our new internet provider in blood plasma for the privilege and get half the service, plus someone will come around regularly to beat us.

I'm sorry about the rest of the post - but this part right here has me cracking up.

... I was pondering sending you some random frog stickers I found in my collection, but it sounds like you'd be better off if I sent you an industrial-sized bottle of antacid!

Hey, you've been Metaquoted!
It was kinda odd seeing you there (odd, but about time). At first I was wondering why you'd changed your icon, before I realized it was someone else quoting you.

Your writing is that recognizable. It's spiffy. :)

I didn't know moving made the HappyTreeFriends spawn in one's chest... interesting. ^.^ (Apologies for possibly obscure internet reference.)

I wish you the best of luck in the move! Welcome to North Carolina!

I'm not sure if you'll be too far away, but I remember from an earlier post about some desire for tabletop RPGing. I've had a group here in Kannapolis for over ten years now. You'd be welcome to join in. ^.^

Happy Tree Friends! *twitch, twitch*


Ugh, you reminded me... I still have two weeks left in my old flat... Packing und flipping allready :/

Maybe you can draw the furry animals when they pop out. I hear inspiration comes from strange places sometimes. Ursula's Lungs sounds like a strange place for furry animals.

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