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Anyone have a funny moving story ? I NEED ONE BAD ! I've been really missing my husband during all this packing and thought I'd share what I just did in hopes someone has one to top it. I was going to hold off to disconnect my computer & stuff the night before I move - maybe even that morning - but thought today I'd finally unconnect my husbands computer things. He was the electrical one in the house - I can do simple stuff but forget the routers and adapter crap - I just want to plug in and have it WORK Since he died I've had a really hard time doing stuff like this - I only JUST YESTERDAY packed up all his clothes to donate (What man has 21 bags of clothes ??) so here I am today trying to do last minute stuff Well - I unhooked what I THOUGHT was the scanner and guess what - ALL MY LIGHTS went off. No computer - no phone - no NOTHIN ! I can't BE without my phone this close to moving day. I started backtracking ..... I have absolutely no idea why I have 2 hundred freakin wires behind my computer so I just figured I'd start un-plugging and plugging. Nothing worked. Well - being the computer genius I am - I unplugged my Modem wires and hooked them up to another outlet and guess what ?? IT WORKED !! problem is - I now have my internet & digital phone RUNNING THRU MY BATHROOM :eek: :eek: :eek: Am I good or WHAT ??? :eek: ok - that's my moving story for the day - anyone have a good one ? I'm exhausted and could use a good laugh |
LOL...oh my goodness! I truly don't know how I would do it without my son or husband to do all the computer, TV and heavy lifting stuff! We just moved in May, and I had everything packed and organized..they just had to do the moving part. My biggest quandry was WHEN to take the Yorkies. We put them in the basement bedroom in the old house (which they never, ever went in..it was a spooky basement) while we were moving all the stuff out of the main house, went to the new house 30 miles away and moved everything in, then I went back to get them. Our thinking was that nobody would get stepped on or run outside and get lost this way. When I returned to the old house to collect my precious babies, they had completely ripped up the carpet in front of the door clawing at it and completely distressed at being left in the spooky basement bedroom with all the commotion going on upstairs. I was like, "man, all this time we lived here and they never tore anything up until the last day!!" Thankfully we own the house and rented it out and downstairs is used for storage so it wasn't that big of a deal, but I really felt bad that they were so freaked out that they did that. Poor babies were beside themselves when I finally came to get them. |
i don't have any moving stories but I live alone and have many stories of trying to do things by myself that would normally require 2 people! Moving men (little plastic things that go under heavy furniture) are WONDERFUL!! I'm know this is sad for you, but try to embrace this new beginning. We're all here for you. |
You rock, V! Well... not sure how humorous you will find this but the saying... You might be a Redneck comes to mind...... I moved a while back in August when it was 110 and oh so very humid. I was having trouble getting help moving and since I bought the house next door there wasnt a lot of packing up. So picture this if you will...... I have an old wooden wagon that I would fill up and move next door. Now.... the old house had a HUGE porch with steps, now you might ask "how did she get that wagon down those steps".... welll..... I found an old thick glass door (still not sure what its from) and rigged up a ramp. So in my shorts that I had no business wearing and t shirt .. remember its 110.... I would pull my lil red wagon down my glass ramp moving stuff over!!!! :eek: |
Oh, I wanted to add....did you EVER think you were living with so much TRASH??? We must have hauled off 3 truckloads of trash! Amazing the stuff you hold onto! And I have not missed any of it yet! |
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LOL !! THANK YOU !! I can so relate !! Poor babies !! It was safer for them to be there but try telling THEM that right ??? to add to my total computer/phone failure - after I finally rigged my power cord thru the bathroom and finished cussing myself out for even touching all this - one of the girls must have been really upset & left me a message.... only I didn't see it. little did I know I was tracking a poop all the way thru the house just now - I kept smelling something and looking around for it - and it was ME (well - not me - my shoe) My girls are going to stay with my mom and dad for the day - I have to race over there at 7 am and get back to my house (during rush hour) to meet the movers - who happen to be our old flooring installers so I'm going to hold my breath and HOPE they show up on time - you know how those guys can be I've never moved all alone before. Actually I've never lived totally alone before .....Going from a 3 bedroom/2 car garage to a little one bdrm apartment has been the hardest work I've ever done in my life - The girls are so upside down I feel really bad for them - I'll hate leaving them tommorrow to go to work since the house is practically all in boxes now. |
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oh yes, the joys of living alone!! I live alone and have for 2 years! Its fun most of the time but sometimes its very trying! I woke up one day in Nov (the 18th, the day before my bday) and got up made coffee, had a whole day planned out... was standing at the counter drinking my coffee when something suddenly didnt seem RIGHT! Then I realized the water was running without stopping and I JUST KNEW before I even SAW, my hot water tank let go and my basement was FLOODED!!! So i went down and could not figure out how to turn off the water! Called every male I could think of, finally got in touch with my brother who helped me to figure out where the water shut off was (he lives in NM - it was 6am his time haha) then I had to have my grandfather come over with a pump and my father to take me to the store to get a new tank and oohhhh man oh man..........I had to listen to my grandfather all day saying how a single woman should not own her own house!!! HAHA (hes old school) but I did have 2 men jumping in to help me so I guess its ok that I own my own house! (dad and grandad haha) I had to use EVERY towel that I own to sop up the carpet downstairs while my grandfather pumped out water! OH WHAT a mess! But looking back and how panicked I was then, makes me laugh!!!! HAHA Wires???? Thats Nothing NOW!!!! LOL ;) (kidding) |
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I think I still have too much - I just looked and have 20 boxes packed PLUS furniture - this all to go into a one bedroom ? I have a feeling I'll be living in a maze of boxes for a while - I'll be lucky to find my bed |
ooh V you can do it, you be suprised what you can do when you have to. And i am sorry you miss your husband so much and i am sorry the girls are upset. Before you know it you will be all settled in your new appartment :eek: Moving sucks ! All my stuff is in Storage still, wish i could move in somewhere:rolleyes: either i am going to have to sell my stuff or add on to my Moms house before everything is ruined ! You better pm me your new addy, i wrote you a couple of times but never got an answer, figured you where busy packing... thinking of ya Girl ! Hugs |
Yes, boxes galore! The best piece of advice I can give is to put them in their respective places (kitchen boxes in kitchen, etc) then just take it one box at a time. One thing I found is that I moved quite a bit of things I didn't want/need, so I had a big box labeled "garage sale/donation". Unfortunately there are about 10 garage sale boxes in my stinkin' garage waiting for the Garage sale..hehe |
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ok...I have a moving story to really get a laugh out of you. OH GOSH I can't believe I am sharing this with you ladies :eek: :eek: but it's all because I luv ya V :D ok...so, I was single for a LONG time. let me just start out by saying that :D and one of my close friends is involved with "Surprise Parties". those are "girl" parties. or "sex toy" parties as some will call them :D well, needless to say, I ended up with a few "toys". (I hope there are no kids reading this :eek: ) Well, my best friend, who is a guy...was coming to help me put a bed together. I had NO tool other than the hammer I bought so I could hang things up so he came over to help me. I was joking around with him because this was a new wrought iron bed and I said "sweet...now I will have a place to hang these.." and I pulled out some fuzzy hand cuffs. He was in stitches laughing. I tried convincing him that I had never used them but had them because my friend gave them to me and I thought they were funny. he didn't buy it...but I WAS being honest :D Well, he was playing around with them and I snatched them up and said "ok, enough goofing off, time to get this bed done!!" so I took the handcuffs and threw them in the drawer to my night stand. suddenly we heard "Bbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" yep...throwing those in there triggered a vibrating sound LOL I was mortified and was trying to find it and turn it off!!!! I was SOOOOOO embarrassed. I had no idea what to say. neither of us did. I just walked out of the room and went and got something to drink LOL a few days later, he was coming over to move something else into the house for me and he came to get my key from me at work. he said "nothing is going to start vibrating will it???" again..I was mortified. This was the first mentioning of the "incident". LOL now, it is a common joke among me and my friends...even tho it was several years ago LOL ok....now I'm embarrassed again :embarasse |
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I would never ignore you !! After he died I had a hard time getting on the computer and I'm sorry if you didn't hear back from me - Once I get the new email I'll update my Website etc - so.... if you ever need me - you can get the right email here - www.designsbyVillette.com (as soon as I know what it is) |
Ok, I've got a good one. When I first moved out of my parents house...omg, it was such a big move for me...anyways, I had everything set up beautifully...without the help of my dad, who used to do everything for me. I had bought a new tv and decided to put up a shelf to put it on. (I watched too much HGTV) I had no idea about studs...can you see where this is going? So, I get the shelf up and put the tv on, plug it in and stand back to admire my handiwork. In slow-motion I watched the entire wall break!!!!! My shelf, my new tv and the wall sat on the floor in a heap of dust and debris. The hole in the wall was...oh, lets see....2 feet by 2 feet?? I still get teased...the phone call home to my dad was a mess of incoherant tears and choking on drywall dust. Anyways, thats my little story. When my dad came over to help me fix my boo-boo he took me over to Home Depot and bought me a tool box (with a can of purple spray paint) and picked out all the tools that I would need for future "home improvement projects" and he showed me how to use each tool. The most important tool was this crazy device called a "stud finder". And no, it did not help me find a man. Redvet...you are in my thoughts. I cant even begin to imagine your loss. But I bet he's smiling down at you believing in every move you make! |
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THAT WAS GREAT !! Thanks for the laugh ! |
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one of our tenants did something similar...sorta...he came to me and said "we need a plumber FAST". oh dear,..this was a brand new house so I was kinda freaking out hearing that. he said "I was hanging up my flat tv on the wall and i think I hit the main water line...we are totally flooded!!!" needless to say, he got that bill. but I think he thought he found a stud...and it was a water line! |
Hey, my friend! When Mark died the hardest thing for me was going thru his papers. We always had sort of an unspoken agreement. I didn't open his mail or bank statements and he didn't open mine. I felt SO sneaky when it came time to go thru his papers!! I went thru his clothes and donated about 15 trash bags FULL. My oldest son got a lot of his sweaters and his leather jacket. He had 4 watches, and all kinds of knives and guns. I donated furniture that I knew I wouldn't use, sets of dishes, cookware, you name it. Anyway, in one of his drawers, he had EVERY card I had ever given him along with all of the ones from my sons to him. This goes back to when we first started dating. ( I have all the ones from him, too) That was the hardest thing for me. I sat there and laughed and cried for days trying to go thru all the paperwork. He had the receipt from when he bought my engagement ring and wedding band, receipts for EVERY piece of jewelry he ever bought me. Selling the house and moving was hard, because he designed the house to suit him before we ever met. (It was definitely a man's house - all rock, wood, and glass) But all the paperwork nearly destroyed me. Hang in there, Villette - you're a strong woman and growing even stronger with every day you face on your own. |
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and ya on the stud finders - they don't work for me either :D I hope you told your dad HE is in charge of your future 'home improvement' projects - remind me not to let you near my computer LOL |
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I'm taking some of his nicer things to work - some of the guys were interested in the shirts and ties - but I don't know how I'll feel if they actually WEAR them - then again - I want them to go to good use. But it was really really hard. I have about 21 bags ready for the Purple Heart people to pick up and wouldn't you know - they scheduled me the day I move out. |
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Well - I take that back. Maybe not ALL mine - Why do my 2 yorkies have TWO full boxes of hair products and mine fits into a plastic gallon size baggie ?? Can someone tell that ??? |
LOL V... I have a sorta funny one. When we sold our house back in 2001, we had about 6 weeks from when we accepted an offer to when we were gonna move out. Everything worked fine, except per our sales contract, we had to take care of a few things. There had been a leak under two faucets in the past, but we had to show that those weren't leaking anymore. The inspector came by and he inspected all the plumbing and he saw that it was good! :) I swear, we couldn't get out of that house fast enough before stuff started breaking! So one week after the sale, my husband and boys were in the backyard playing ball, and they threw the baseball into our kitchen window. The buyers came to see the house and the kitchen window was all duct taped together. They're like, "um are you gonna fix that?" Of course, it was fixed a couple days later. Then, the kitchen faucet underneath started leaking again, and I had to get a plumber in to fix it. About a week later, the door to the broiler on our oven just fell off! It was only screws, so that was easily fixed, but it was almost laughable to watch things just happen like this. One week before move out, the electrical outlet in the hall bathroom stopped working. Then the day we moved, and I was vacuuming the house before we left, another bathroom outlet just croaked on me. I packed up the vacuum and said, forget it, we had to buy them a $200 warranty for the house, that can cover it. And I hi tailed it outta there before anything else just broke in front of me! |
Hi V, I don't have a funny moving story, just wanted to say hi. LOL about the bathroom connection, and walking poop all over the house..... bet that was fun cleaning up. V, I'm so sorry you're having to go though all of this. I really do feel for you. I'm sure L is very proud of you and all that you have done on your own. You're a very strong lady..... The girls are DIVAS - that's why they have so much hair stuff....LOL |
I don't have a story to share....I just want to wish you the best in your move and new home V. :aimeeyork :aimeeyork :aimeeyork |
aww V I know you're hurting right now. You're in my prayers. :hug: Here's one for you...I found out a couple days after I moved that we moved in right in front of my worst enemy that I've hated and have been hated by for many years. It might not be too funny, but it makes me laugh because what are the odds, right? I was already in Disney with my aunt when this happend (THANK GOD!!!) but a lot of people from my church came over to help my parents with the move. My mom told me that when they lifted up their bed, there were like 5 pairs of MY underwear laying on the floor. Thank you, TUCKER! :eek: |
No story either V. Just want to wish you all the best in your new home. You had better get your 'puter connected fast so you can get on here!! Hugs, Sheilagh |
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