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On Wednesday, we took two big steps toward our move across the country. We bought a new car and we got Michelle and her cat moved (mostly) into their own apartment. Those are two really stressful big steps for us and of course they were done on the same day, causing them to be extra super stressful. On top of all that, we had other obligations to attend to like...
I had to drive TW to the dentist at 8:30am. I dropped her off and came home to answer a few more emails and then I took Liz across town to YMCA camp. I drove back to pick up TW at the dentist.
We came back home long enough for me to answer a couple more email, grab my check book, insurance papers and my laptop. TW dropped me off at the Toyota dealer and I just kept on working as my paperwork was finalized and our new car was driven out of the showroom and into the lot for me to drive away.
When I arrived home, 70 minutes after TW dropped me off, TW's Michelle's Forester was filled with boxes and Chris (my son), Charles (the half child who used to live with us) and Sarah (Charles' sister) were standing at the road, next to their cars, plotting their strategy for moving Michelle's stuff. They oohed and aahed over our new car. TW drove it around the block. I went in the house and asked the brilliant Julie to help me troubleshoot a problem reported by the always interesting Erin Kotecki Vest and then I loaded up the Prius with more of Michelle's stuff.
At 11:50 Michelle, Sarah and I headed to the new apartment where we planned for Michelle to pick up her key and us to start unloading while the guys finished loading the other two vehicles with stuff. Unfortunately, the office was closed for lunch and we had to wait for forty minutes. Thank goodness for the iPhone because I just kept on working from the front seat of that nice new car.
Besides having to wait for the manager so we could get the key, we also had to figure out WHERE this new apartment was. When Michelle and I looked at them, we didn't actually look at the one she was moving into. We had the number and I thought I knew where it was. Apparently not since I drove around the entire complex twice and never saw it. As I was preparing to circle it again, Chris called me to tell me where it was. Thank goodness - it's an interior building and not visible from the road. I had no idea they even HAD interior buildings.
Michelle finally got the key and ran to unlock the door - smiling a huge excited smile. I slowly started to unload the car, only to find that those children besides loading a very dusty TV into the front seat of my new car had also scratched the inside door - in two places! Hmph.
The kid was so excited to be moving into her own place. I was so NOT excited to have her moving into her own place. I sniffled a few times. Sarah saw me and said "Do you see her face?!" and I fake smiled and nodded. It was... difficult.
Later, TW, Prince J, Liz and I went to the grocery store and bought enough junk food to fill her cabinets and fridge. We drove over to deliver the food and show them the apartment. TW was probably more emotional about seeing it for the first time than I was.
When I was finally finished with work and getting ready for bed, I started talking about calling her. TW had to keep reminding me that she is grown up and she needs to do this without me. "But, I could just call her to ask how her cat is handling the change!" Hah, like Michelle wouldn't see right through that. I hate her cat. I didn't call. Sniff. Sniff.
Michelle was here on Thursday, to pick up more stuff, to throw more trash away and to go shopping at Home Depot with me for more stuff for her place. She also had to wash her comforter, urinated on by her evil cat and while
