Sept. was the beginning of a couple months of moving hell....I hate moving, but I have never done it with a baby before...nuff said. Oh...did I mention, that the move was on my shoulders alone? My girls were busy with work and school, and my poor hubby works two jobs, and was barely home at the time....ugh....Most of the time I was so exhausted I was in a daze...
We were happy to be moving....so we sucked it up. We had found a place which was far more affordable for us, and in a neighborhood we really wanted to be in...so with baby and sometimes grandson in tow..the packing began. Jeremy was hard enough to take care of during the move, but after a while, we had to say no to our very active grandson....ho
wever....even then he managed to hurt himself...
My in laws brought him over one night, and eyes were off of him for two minutes, and he managed to pull the vcr, dvd player and the cable box off of the tv. and onto his head....Of course, I freaked out, and great grandma pulled him into the bathroom and cleaned him
up-he cut himself.....A few minutes later, he was back to playing and I didn't hear anything...and so I went looking....
Sure enough, he was hidden behind a box, playing with a fishing knife...(sigh)
That was the last time my little grandson was over till we were done moving....
As if the move wasn't enough...in the middle of it, my car broke down...it turned out to be something covered by warranty, but it was still a pain in the posterior in the middle of a move...and then ....we had it back for two days...and it broke down again....
This damage was caused by the tow truck. Fortunatly once again covered....BUT STILL!
Then as if that wasn't enough...my cell phone broke, and I had to replace that as well.....Also
covered by warranty...(sigh)
School started again for my girls...Brandy decided to bus to Thom Collegiate for the year, while Bree stayed at Johnson till the move...
