If everything goes as it should, the movers arrive in one month.
One 53 foot long truck. One day. Five men. All mine.
I asked for movers. Mr. MM works often seven days a week (he is working right now, it's a seven day week – fourteen day week – 28 day? I don't know?) and just, no. We don't have that much stuff, but moving from a house with three flights of stairs to another with the same – is a lot of painful lifting and, no. I don't have local friends. Call me lazy if you'd like. I've had enough head injury in the last year to say, HELL NAH I AIN'T DOING IT.
"Good luck getting help, too." It's easier just to put the crazy cost of moving on a credit card, paying it off with the next bonus, and skipping the potential vacation next summer. (Yeah, we skipped it this year too, because Elliott.)
If you have not bought or sold a house before, it can get quite expensive on either side. Stuff pops up (either expected, like inspections, known problems….) or unexpectedly like things that you simply must have done for a buyer's mortgage to go through. (There's many rules and regulations based on the kind of buyer.) We did not live here long enough or earn that much equity to really make out on the deal. We put a lot of money into the house, and you don't usually get it back.
In funner news! Cleaning up! Packing, a little? And…
We have to eat up all the remaining fresh food and the kids are like, this is all that is left:
Except I got the off-brand kind, and it's not EVEN THE SAME.
We have some serious problems over here. I'll be blogging real quick because I need to make grocery money.