Thursday, August 24, 2006

Settling in...

All of our stuff got moved successfully, but there are still a few items I'm looking for. I'm sure they'll turn up once the boxes are all unpacked. I'd expected to be done with the unpacking by now, but 2 days ago I fell down a few steps carrying a heavy box and wound up in the emergency room. Nothing was broken, but it sure did hurt. So all my unpacking plans are on hold right now while my knees heal up - they may not be broken, but they are all sore and swollen. I think I'm really going to like this house a lot better than the last one, but I don't think this is the one we'll buy - it's got serious foundation trouble, and I just don't want to deal with that.

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Moving sucks, Part II

OK, in case there's anyone out there who cares, I apologize for not posting in so long. Life just gets in the way, sometimes. Besides, nothing really interesting happens to country housewives. Well, occasionally it's interesting, but usually, pretty boring.

We never even really got unpacked from the last move, and we've just moved again, this time to a town of about 1300 people, which is less than the population of my son's middle school in Houston. It's quite a culture shock. The closest grocery store is about 25 miles away. We still haven't gotten the dishes and stuff unpacked, so we've been eating a lot of McDonald's and Dairy Queen (the two choices in town) lately. Everyone in the house is getting too fat for their clothes, yours truly included. But we're in a much nicer house, still close enough to school for my kid to walk there.

We finally sold our place in Houston, and used the proceeds to pay off all of our debts. It feels so good not to owe anyone any money. It's like getting out of jail. Seriously, if you are in debt, you're a slave. Hell, that's probably why they call it Mastercard. We've cancelled all but one card, and we pay that one off every month now. It feels great! We're renting now, so no mortgage either. No bills at all, except for utilities. It's just super.

The move itself was a real chore. Hubby got promoted and transferred to a funeral home about 30 miles from our house, so the company paid to move us. They waited until the absolute last minute to get all the moving stuff approved. I got the word on a Wednesday that the movers would be there to pack on Thursday, but they got us moved into the new house in time for the boy to start school on Monday morning. We still have boxes everywhere, but the DSL is up and running. Sad isn't it? Getting my DSL connection running was a greater priority than locating our clothing. We've all been sharing the same skanky bath towel since Saturday, but we can get the internet, so we're happy.

Small town life is so strange to me. Take the post office, for example. In Houston, going to the p0st office ranks right up there with getting a root canal, and forget about calling them for anything. Here, I called the PO after hours, hoping to get a recording that would let me know their location and hours, since I hadn't received my mail. Instead, I got a person who was working late, gave her my address, and she brought me my mail on her way home from work, since she lives right around the corner. Everyone knows who we are, since my hubby's the only funeral director for two towns and the surrounding area. It's pretty cool, but the downside is that we always have to be on our best behavior in town. No running to the liquor store in my "Fuck you" t-shirt and no bra, I guess.

This is getting to be a bit rambly, thanks to Xanax, Vicodin, Benadryl and Jim Beam Black (don't ask), so I'll go for now. I'll try to update in a few days with everything that's been going on for the last few months. One parting bit of advice. If you are out of whiskey sour mix, don't be tempted to mix Jim Beam Black with iced tea - it's a really horrible drink. If you really need the whiskey, just do shots until you can get to the store for mixer. Trust me on this.

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Way too long without a post...

That's because nothing ever happens here. Until today. I still can't believe I did this. My husband needed help at work (remember, he's a funeral director), and I wound up styling a dead lady's hair. It was so totally weird. Oh, and then putting on her earrings - cold earlobes are just gross. Ick, ick, ick. Now the hubster wants me to go to school to get a funeral director's license. I don't think that's gonna happen - I'm not driving an hour and a half to go to school - I just got out of one big city, and I don't want to deal with any more traffic in another. Maybe if there's a distance learning course, but driving into the city - hell, no. I just had to drive into town for a urine test for a job, and that was enough traffic to last me quit a while.

Watching hubby put makeup on a dead lady was really weird, too. Not like regular makeup, more like greasepaint, slapping it on with a big brush. And did you know that they glue dead people's lips shut with superglue? I didn't until today - when hubby was in school, the textbook explained how to sew them shut, but I guess gluing is faster (and way less gross - you really don't want to know how the sewing-shut process works). And if there are any gaps after the gluing, it gets filled in with some pinkish glue called lip wax. Oh, the whole thing was just surreal. I've been weirded out all day. Still, I guess it was the most exciting thing that's happened since we moved, unless you count the day the raccoons got into the garbage.

I finally got another job, this time working from home taking calls for a department store's credit card customers. I start training in a few weeks. It's not much money, but I get to work in my pajamas, which has long been a goal of mine ;-) I might also work part-time at some of the funeral homes for hubby's boss, clerical stuff and passing out tissues at visitations (and probably more dead lady hair). Still waiting to hear back on that possibility. The housewifey stuff is OK, but really, it does not take all of my time to clean house and cook dinner, and I can only play The Sims for so long.

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Woohoo! Modern conveniences!

Well, the landlord finally sent over an electrician, so now we have phone wiring - no more wires through the window to connect the phone. And they installed a bunch of grounded outlets for me, so I don't have extension cords running all over the house anymore. That's great - I was so tired of stepping on or tripping over all those cords.

We still have boxes everywhere, and the living room furniture needs to be rearranged. And the room that will become our game/craft/etc room is still just piled high with homeless furniture and (surprise) more boxes. We have entirely too much stuff. I still can't believe how hard it is for us to fit into this house - we got rid of our dining room furniture, and one whole bedroom worth of furniture, and a garage full of miscellaneous stuff, and we still don't have enough room for all of our stuff. There are almost 30 boxes of books piled up behind my dining table, nowhere to put any bookcases, though. Boxes and boxes of dvds and vhs tapes - nowhere to put them either. I'm sure we'll figure something out eventually, but for now, all these boxes are driving me crazy. (There's always something driving me crazy, isn't there?)

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

What I learned today

Today I learned that if the front door is open and the bathroom door is open, you can see across the street from my bathroom, if you are standing in the place you would be standing if you stood up from the potty to pull up your pants. I discovered this because hubby walked in while I was doing my business, and left the door open upon his exit. I hate this house.

Monday, March 20, 2006

Moving sucks

I can't believe how much it sucks. I meant to post something the night before we moved, and didn't get around to it til now. We moved last Thursday. The truck the moving company sent wasn't big enough, but I was lucky enough to have a friend around who could drive a UHaul with the stuff that didn't fit in the big truck. I had a lot more boxes than we first estimated when ordering the truck.

Anyway, we got everything loaded into two trucks, and I packed two dogs (one dog was already with hubby) and the kid in the car. We had a two hour drive, and the UHaul and I got there about the same time. The moving guys called from a gas station needing directions to the house, and I told them to wait there and they could follow me to the house. So, I left the kid at the house, and my friend and I got in the car to go find the movers. Just as pulled away from the curb, my German Shepherd took a huge shit on the back seat, which made my friend start puking out the window. And then the movers weren't at the gas station - they called again, they were at the house.

So I wasn't in the house when they started unloading - I was outside cleaning dog shit off the leather seats and seat belt in my car. I shouldn't have bothered labelling the boxes - the movers just put them anywhere. I got inside in time to get most of the furniture in the right rooms, but there are boxes everywhere. The only room that is fully functional right now is the laundry room. Oh, and the dog kennels are setup. I can't find anything.

I didn't notice until the night we moved in that none of the electrical outlets in the kitchen or bedrooms are grounded. So, no computer, no freezer, no microwave. I did manage to run an extension cord from a grounded outlet in another room, so I got the computer running (Time Warner wouldn't set up my modem without it, of course). The landlord is supposed to send someone over tomorrow to install some grounded outlets. And to add an outlet to the bathroom - there's no electricity in there now.

The phone company came out the day after we moved to hook up my phone, and that's when I found out that the house isn't even wired for phones. There are jacks, and there might be wires in the attic or under the house (where Verizon won't go), but every wire on the exterior of the house was removed when it was remodeled. So we have one working phone jack, via a cord coming in through a window. The guy adding the outlets is supposed to hook up a few phone jacks, too.

I had to go back to the old neighborhood today to wrap up a few things, and I *thought* to get the house ready for the painters that would be coming next week. However, when I got there, the painters had been at work for hours. That meant that the tile guy couldn't start working today, and the tub/counter refinishers might not be able to start until the tile guy is done. He might get done in time - the refinishers are supposed to start on Thursday. I totally was not expecting the painters today, and while their early arrival saved me a lot of unnecessary work, they threw off my schedule completely. The tile guy left without doing anything. The oven & microwave installers had to do all their work with painters underfoot.

I had some guys in hauling off our old junk, too, everything the charity wouldn't take before we moved. While they were taking the old refrigerator out, they forgot to disconnect the ice maker. So water sprayed everywhere, which made one of the junk guys jump, slip and fall into a freshly textured wall. He got wet texture all over his uniform and in his hair. That was sort of funny, but I felt sorry for him, too. I know his partner was giving him shit about it, and the painter who had to redo the wall was cussing in Spanish the whole time he worked. I'm not sure what he was saying, but you could tell it was cussing. Vigorous cussing - I'm sure it made baby Jesus cry.

And did I mention that while all this was going on, I was restoring some ceramic tile in the entry, scrubbing at the old grout with some sort of stinky acid that has totally dried out my hands - I should have kept the gloves on, but they kept getting in the way. Anyway, the tile looks great and once it was done, I picked up the kid's paperwork at school. I got the junk hauled off and the appliances installed. I returned the cable boxes and modem. I did some shopping. It was one helluva busy day, and even after a bath, I still feel sore and itchy. Moving sucks.

Saturday, March 11, 2006

Getting ready to move

The phone's still not turned on at the new house, nor the cable, internet service, or gas. People are scheduled to come over on the 17th to do all those things. We will be at the new house on the 16th. It is going to suck, at least until I get my internet connection back on.

This is such hard work. We disassembled the dogs's kennels today. The bottoms of the kennels are covered with plastic decking over sand. The deck pieces all had to be dug out of the sand so they can be scrubbed down. We found two of the most disgusting slugs ever under one of the panels. They were semi-translucent, with a mossy green pattern. Looked like animated boogers. Bleh.

I still have a ton of stuff to pack, and only 4 days left to do it in. I don't understand how we accumulated so much stuff. I've donated a ton of stuff. More than half the garage was full of this stuff. A junk company is coming on the 20th for anything that's left.

Somehow during all this packing and sorting, my iron has gone missing. I cannot figure out how I managed to misplace a steam iron. I'm sure it will turn up as soon as I buy a new one.