Moving

 Oh, the joys of moving... 

So, we were told about 2 months ago that our lease would not be renewed because they were renovating all of the apartments in our complex in 2012.  We planned on renewing for another year, so this put us in a frustrating situation.  We decided to stay at the complex and get another apartment of the same size for a year, mainly because we didn't feel that we had time to look and we liked our location.  We were again frustrated about having to pay another application fee and a moving fee. 

After spending time packing all of our belongings and deciding to hire movers, we were (somewhat) ready.  Everything was ready to go for our Saturday move...movers were supposed to be there between 2-4, grandma was here to watch Rhett, and Andy & Cathy came to help.  Well, 4:00 comes and goes and no word from the movers.  4:30, 5:00, 5:30...still nothing.  After trying to call several times and no answer, I called the office and they told us that they would call them and have them call us.  At about 6:30 (and several calls later), they called to say it would be at least another hour.  Rhett starts bedtime at about 6:30 and was screaming and crying by this point.  Again, frustrating.

His crib was set up at the new place, our bed at our old place.
His food was at the new place, we didn't really have any food at either.
All the bedding was in boxes everywhere.
Everything was a mess.

The movers wanted to move us to the next day between their two appointments (we were the second appointment of Saturday).  Finally got them to move us to the "front of the line" on Sunday at 6:00 AM.  They came and did their job, but no discount or anything.  We will not be using 'Movers On Duty' again in the future. :(

Now we have been in our new place for a week.  It is nicer than our old place (and more expensive), but still is hard to get used to.  We had lived in our last apartment for 3 years; our first place after getting married.  It was sad to move.  So many firsts in our last place.  Now, we are adjusting to new neighbors, new sounds, and new views. 

After our unfortunate moving experience, I don't even want to think about moving again.  However, I think that this one bedroom won't fit the three of us for much longer. 

I want a house of our own.  In a neighborhood. Where Rhett can grow up.  Where we can do what we want.  It kind of makes me want to move back to Indiana where we can afford a nice, spacious house with a yard for Rhett to play in.  I don't know if that will ever happen (mainly because we both have really good jobs here), but it's nice to think about. 

Ok, rant over.