Well here I am blogging in the livingroom of my new home. I am all moved in, unpacked and relaxed for the first time in well, a long time. The move was horrific! Not only was my one bedroom apartment too small to fit any boxes in, it was also hot, dusty and torn apart for the week leading up to the move. I was proactive and started the cleaning a week before moving day, but once I had boxes stacked up in my apartment...it made cleaning and keeping things clean very difficult. About halfway through the packing, I ran out of boxes and everything was at a stand-still. I tried to continue cleaning by moving the boxes around and even moving them to my balcony outside but lucky me, Montana was in the middle of raining and hailing for the third week in a row. I searched for more boxes but came up short. Appearantly June is a very popular time to move homes in a college town and every place was fresh out of boxes in all sizes. So I had to wait for when Kory came to get me to bring more boxes. Meanwhile, I hadn't bought groceries in over a week and aimed to finish what I had accumulated in my refrigerator...but after throwing out everything that had expired, I had a limited selection. By the third day before the BIG move, I was out of food. I tried to get take out, but that became expensive, I tried to eat my big meals at work but then my last day came and went, I bought minimal groceries but not enough to last through the week and I found myself hungry and on my way to binge somewhere. When Kory came into town the night before Moving Day, we entered my apartment to find a home that resembled the result of an explosion. Kory was shocked, saying how surprised he was to find that I wasn't close to being done with packing. This annoyed me. OF COURSE I WASN'T CLOSE TO BEING DONE...I RAN OUT OF BOXES! Packing goes like this-
Step 1: remove sorted item(s) from previous location. Step 2: Put in designated box
Well, what was missing from the equation was the box needed for step 2, thus I had to leave the majority of things in their 'previous location' as mentioned in step 1 because there is no point in making a mess out of the limited living space I had left. Whatever.
The next morning signaled the day from HELL. It started at 7:30, where we had to pick up our U-Haul trailer that was too small, so we had to upgrade. $221 later, we had the perfect size trailer. When we got back, we started to fill up the U-haul. Two people carrying a trampoline, a vanity, a matress, a clothes dresser, a couch and countless heavy boxes down three flights of stairs in the summer weather became exhausting. Then came the cleaning, down on all fours, sweating, scrubbing, sweeping, washing and so on, for hours. By around 8pm we were all packed up and ready to go. Our destination was 7 hours away and we were dog-tired. We decided to get some food and sit a while before the drive.
After our Mackenzie River cobb salads we decided to drive a few hours and spend the night at a hotel, driving all the way to Oregon in the dark while tired just seemed to be too dangerous, especially with a trailer. So we drove for about 2.5 hours and spent the next 45 minutes looking for a place to stay. Lucky us, 'Hoop Fest' was happening in both Missoula , MT and Spokane, WA and all the hotels in and in between appeared to have no vacancy. But in Kellogg, ID we found a dive-type of motel off the interstate.
It was a run-down, older bar/motel, the type of place that people can stay for months if they have to. Kory had to check-in behind the bar the motel was attached to, ahhhhh, we got a room!!!! Room #3 to be exact. But when we headed toward our 'suite' we found there were no numbers on the door, when we found our room we were shocked at how run down and well, for lack of a better term, dirty it was... I hadn't showered in over 24 hours and was ready to enjoy a hot one, but Kory informed me that the towel available in the bathroom has some hair on it. Forget the shower. I remove the comforter on the bed and pull it to the floor, I heard about all that is on hotel bed spreads and usually don't let it bother me, but this time I find it is best to just sleep with the sheets that I pray are clean. We settle in on the low, squeaky bed both sore and tired. We watch some TV but find it takes too much effort to pay attention and focus on the screen. Kory tuns it off. I try to drift off to sleep but hear conversations above us, an Xbox game booming next to us, a couple outside our room smoking and conversing and in the other room beside us, two dogs barking...Mitch cannot relax and keeps getting up from the bed and going to the door. The bed is uncomfortable and loud, the thought of people out and about at this hour makes me worry about the trailer full of my possessions outside. Needless to say, I slept lousy that night. But hey $39 for a night at a motel isn't too bad... right?
In the morning, we sprung into action, we still had about 5 hours to go and after a big, heavy breakfast next door, we knew we had to get going. When we pulled into the driveway of my new home, I felt excited to be in a new place and to be done with driving but then I reminded myself of all that unpacking that still had to be done.
For the next few days, we unpacked everything and settled in fine. I am getting used to the new place but miss everyone at home, especially the family. Kory's family is taking good care of me though and it is nice to be with Kory again. I am still looking for that 'dream job' but finding that it may not exist. But any job that will move me forward will do :) Next week we will embark on a Oregon coast vacation with Kory's family that should be a good time. Till then, I will be at home all day watching "Who's the Boss", "Golden Girls" and "Beverly Hills 90210"...oh and finding a job ;)
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