The Move

Anything I ever do never goes according to plan. I'm not sure why I try to plan. It is one of the mysteries I'd liked solved before I die.

I thought I was going to get most everything moved from the old house to the new last weekend. That's what's called dillusions of grandeur! What actually happened was we(bro-in-law #1 and I) got the old stuff stored in the new house moved into my old house. The old house is going to be used for prop/wardrobe storage for my dad's business. So, in order for the carpet to get cleaned in the new living room, the old stuff had to be moved. The only place to put it was in my old house. Problem being I haven't moved anything out of the old house yet. I cleaned out a small area where the dining room table had been thinking it would be big enough. WRONG! I'll just say there was a path through the house by the time we got it all in.

Long story short, nothing got moved except what I hauled down in the back of my pickup Monday night after dark. I'll just keep at it til I get help to move the big stuff. Thankfully, I still have a place to sleep and only 1 house payment!!

Absolutely nothing has gone the way I thought it would. Which is exactly how my whole life has been. One would think I'd get use to that!!!

Maybe someday but probably not.