… that statement was followed up with “Can you be out by 6/15?” Ummm WHAT?! 3 years of living somewhere, a toddler, 3 Christmases, 3 birthdays, and other events, I mean literally 20 days or so to move out is insane.
I pushed her back to 8/1 and it was a struggle because “you’re month to month” well… I asked for a lease for MONTHS now. You opted to NOT give one. I should’ve seen it coming. Seriously hindsight. Usually we get told about pool passes… we didn’t. There’s been issues with parking; somehow now the broken blinds that have been broken PRIOR to moving in back in 2015 are an issue. Little does she know I called the HOA myself to deal with it.
So here I am Tuesday night around 7:30pm. Freaking out, M is in the shower getting ready for work and O is freaking out with me because she reacts to how I react. He gets out of the shower, I’m crying, O is running chaotically testing my patience, calls the credit union & O is figuring out what exactly is hers. I made the grave mistake of explaining that “Wherever Daddy, Mommy, Harvey & you are that’s our home” – – she wanted to know about her toys, her crib, her clothes. I keep forgetting the literal sense of a toddler… so that was heartbreaking. All is good though.
By Tuesday night at 8:30pm we had a prelim mortgage rate, a prelim preapproval, and houses to look at on Thursday (today). Then last night as I was driving O to my mother in law’s, my friend told me that she was putting an offer in for the house we are looking at today. I was happy for her that she found a house until she said, “you know I’ve been looking for 18 months, you can always move in with my mom if you need a place to stay” so I got a little ticked and I responded with, “I have a ring on my finger, I haven’t lived with my parents in 6 years (even when I stayed there when O was born just a few months).. and I’ve been house hunting on and off for the past 5 years. I am NOT moving in with YOUR mom when I have a set of in-laws and my own kin to help. If you want to make this a competition at least try to make it on an even level playing field. I’m married, you’re dating, and IF you break up since there’s no ring in sight, a mortgage is a lot more to break up for assets. But congrats on putting in an offer, maybe the 5th time is a charm for you.” Was I bitter? Yep. Was I a bitch? Absolutely. Did she deserve it? Ehhh… maybe not but it felt good to say.
But yesterday was a productive day. I managed to get my cousin to say she’d help clean the house to prep it for us to leave. Luckily I have Norwex in massive inventory & I am good to go with not needing to buy any of that. I just need help with the bathrooms and kitchen because of packing lives away. It will get done & then once the place is empty we can thoroughly go through and clean the carpets. I always LOVED having carpets until Harvey happened and the freaking litter goes everywhere. Well, I might be biting said bullet and grabbing a second entry mat from Norwex because it’ll trap the little pesky stray litter bits. I am excited for my first one to be delivered tomorrow.
All I need to do between now and figuring out a house, upping my Norwex business, selling oils for the wellness jam, plus packing my life away AND maybe finding a new job. And oh, get pregnant. In some sort of order.
This is where I need insight. Tell me your packing up a house hack WITH a toddler. Do you do the toddler’s stuff last (which is half the space?)? I can pinterest ideas until kingdom come, but instead of searching, I want to know: what already works. What have you done, that you’d do again and again if you need to move? Or do you just hire a moving company?