Dudes.

Moving sucks balls.

It rained. It was cold. Shit was heavy. Small men were pissed.

I had to get creative with a few things:

Moving clothes in the dresser drawers in the rain? Bad idea.  Duct taping opened trash bags to said drawers to keep my unmentionables dry? Good idea.

Packing and moving all the cleaning supplies before you clean the old house? Bad idea. Discovering that there is almost nothing that Windex can’t clean? Phenomenal.

Don’t feel like having to rewash all your dishes once you move due to using newspaper to wrap? Screw it, I blew through 7 rolls of paper towels to avoid that very thing.

The list goes on and on. I threw out things I didn’t want to deal with moving. I finally got rid of those size 4′s that my child bearing hips will not allow me to wear ever again. There are NO teeny tiny baby clothes in my house, and damn it feels good. 

 I realized at the end of the day that I was too short to pull down the hardware for the curtain rods…so I left them there. Maybe hopefully it will help make up for the craters our baby gates left in the doorways.