Moving Fails

Anyhow, Operation: Move My Shit From Two Different Places Into One Single Place has been completed.  There were many bumps in the road however.

It all started on Friday, when my youngest brother backed out of helping me for reasons I won’t discuss here.  So it was me all by my lonesome.  I made multiple trips and moved all of my boxes, leaving all of my big stuph for the next day when I would have help from my dad, Revis, and Revis’ wife.

With an army (or at least it seemed like it) at my disposal on Saturday we were able to empty the storage unit.  We then headed to my in-laws house and packed up all my shit there into a truck and an SUV.  We got it all home safe and sound.

Yesterday we spent the majority of the day unpacking.  Once we were finished and had the house at least presentable, we had to run to the store for necessities.

Um, not those necessities.

I needed to pick up towels, waste baskets, batteries, silverware, hand soap, laundry detergent, dryer vent hose, and, of course, groceries.  The dryer vent hose would be the bane of my evening.

After we returned home I busied the boys with putting the groceries away while I went to hook up with washer and dryer.  When I went to connect the vent hose to the dryer I found out that it was too short.  Great.

So I made a trip back up to Wal-Mart to exchange it for a longer hose.  In this particular case, size actually mattered.  No motion in the ocean was going to connect this hose.

I exchanged the hose and returned home.  Again.  I connected it and tightened the clamps.  Some time later the washer finished its first load and I went to go throw it in the dryer…only to find the dryer vent hose from my old house in there.

baby facepalm

Evidently, in an effort not to lose it I shoved it inside the dryer.  Great.  So all the money I spent, gas guzzled, and time wasted last night was all for naught.  Perfect.

So that was my illustrious weekend of moving.  I’m sure you’re all green with jealousy that your weekend sucked in comparison.  How are you guys doing?

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82 Comments on Moving Fails

  1. It’s done. You’re there.

    Good luck in your new home. Health and happiness to you and the guys.

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  2. I’m glad you’re settled in….somewhat….and life can begin again. It’s’ the start of a new adventure with your boys!

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  3. Is this a bad time to tell you that I read a book this weekend? In the middle of the day? Thought so.

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  4. You left out when Mrs. Revis asked me to get the twins’ pillows out of the truck right after she locked the door to it

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  5. 700 posts is amazing, congratulations on that and the new house! And as for the dryer hose, I bet you and the boys can think of ten wacky things to do with an extra dryer hose. That can be post 701!

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  6. I am certain with your imagination that by the time Halloween rolls around that spare dryer hose will find another use via a costume part. You unpack much faster than I do… I still have a half of a house to move down here lol…I lost the key to the place.

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  7. 700 posts? Shit.

    At one point my ex and I had 8 bottles of mustard. Why, we’re not sure. We don’t even like mustard that much. I think sometimes you just lose your mind and start thinking you don’t have stuff that you do.

    At least you’re all settled in, right?

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  8. stephrogers // March 5, 2013 at 12:41 am // Reply

    Yay for being all settled in. Sucks about the dryer hose debacle. Does it cost much? Maybe you can Ebay it?

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  9. Congrats on the move and that’s funny stuph™ about the hose. When the wife and I moved out of this place into another one, we took the dryer and the hose and all was well. When we moved back we brought the same dryer and hose back, only I had an issue getting it to fit… in the same spot it had been for years. Go figure.

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  10. Amen! You’re in and ready to start new things…that’s exciting. As for the dryer hose, they make great robot arms…let the kids work their imaginations.

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  11. Congratulations on 700 unshitty posts! And on the move, I’m glad you’re settled in and back on the internet. Missed you all weekend

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  12. I will lie and say your weekend was better. But due to my conscience I have to tell you that it was a lie. Or I go to hell. Sorry. But you are in a new place with your boys, that is good. And that’s not a lie.

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  13. Glad that the move is all sorted. Here’s to life as the awesome foursome of you and the Twins and Baby C!

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  14. Two toilets. And they WILL stay clean. I’ve already had to get on the twins…

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  15. Moving sucks. And who needs a longer hose? Just duct tape the crap out of the shorter one!

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  16. Not as much fun as you had! Glad you’re getting settled in~

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    • Yup. The only thing I really have left to do is hang pictures, but that involves going back to the store to get nails. I’m just not ready for all that work right now.

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      • Take it slow – it will all happen as it should.

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        • Things happening as they should is a difficult thing for me to see right now.

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          • I know – believe me I know…it’s good to hear that sometimes…sometimes I try to focus on my favorite existential quote:
            ‘Of all the things that could have happened; this is what happened’

            It is neither good nor bad – it just is – we don’t know the outcome and not everything is a good/bad situation. It just IS – we are always & all of us (me included) so fast to want to know if this was a good/bad idea…when it takes time for the scenario to play itself out – and it may encompass both good/not so good, depending on the situation. I am probably rambling at this point.

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          • I’m not wasting my thoughts on what-if’s or even trying to find the reason, right now. Those things elude me and I’m probably best not to know. Especially when the person who’s done this to me has lied repeatedly and I could never trust a single word she uttered about it. I just have to move past it and focus on what I need to focus on, but sometimes I get distracted and can’t. Like this morning.

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          • I know – and that’s ok too – change is hard. Give yourself some room to be distracted –

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          • I’d rather not think about it at all.

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  17. We’ve moved several times, and the exact same thing happened to us. We felt like such idiots! I always check the dryer for that damn vent hose now! Congrats on the move!

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  18. Blah! I hate moving. Hate, hate, hate, hate moving. Something like the dryer hose incident always happens. Something always gets broken. Something always gets misplaced. Someone always backs out of helping (and never for a good reason), oh, and as the only person amongst my friends with a truck I always get volunteered to move everyone else’s junk along with my own. Good times.

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  19. To hell with the dryer hose, did you get the Peanut Butter?? That is ALL one needs to begin life anew.

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  20. In the end, you emerged relatively unscathed and armed with blog fodder.
    I love a quasi-happy ending!

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