Sandie Simply Says

July 21, 2009

Random Thoughts: Moving Day!

Filed under: General — by Sandie @ 10:10 am

I always look forward to Random Tuesdays. All week long I think of things that aren’t quite enough to be an entiere blog post, but I want to blog about them. Unfortunately, every time Tuesday rolls around, I forget all those thoughts! So, y’all always end up with just the thoughts I can remember. I think I need to walk around with a notebook so I can take notes.

The packers come today. Not The Packers. And not even the ones that will be taking ALL our stuff. This was just the small stuff that we’ll need shortly after we arrive in country (bedding, some clothes, dishes, etc.). The real movers come in a month. We’re sooooo not ready for that! We’re still trying to figure out what needs to go into storage and what we need to take with us. Guess I better figure it out…quickly!

We dropped my van off yesterday. It is currently on it’s way to Italy. One less stress is finally off my shoulders and I will never finance another vehicle through American Honda Finance Corp. I don’t care what kind of rate they’re offering. It took me TWO WEEKS to get a clearance letter from them (after they said it would only be a few days). After all that hassle, I was expecting a huge hassel at the vehicle processing center. I was pleasantly surprised there: it took them 36 minutes to process my vehicle. This included completing all the paperwork and a fairly intense inspection (they wrote down every little nick, scratch, dent, whatever).

All that above means there’s no turning back now. And I finally figured out why I’ve been dreading this assignment so much. I know half the blogosphere (OK, maybe 95% of you) will think I’m nuts for this, but I have never in my life had a desire to go to Italy. Not to visit. Not to drive through on my way to somewhere else. And certainly not to live there. I would rather live just about anywhere else in the world. I don’t even know why that is. It just is. Don’t get me wrong…this little revalation doesn’t mean I won’t take full advantage of everything Italy has to offer. And definitely plan to visit other European countries (we’ll be about 5 hours away from Germany!).

The day before the girls left, I was driving around with Ashley talking to her about whatever came to our minds when she told me she pissed her mom off (her mom called that morning). I asked her why and she said because she refused to talk to her stepfather on the phone. I find that sad and funny all at the same time. The girls do not like their stepfather. I don’t know why and even they can’t give you a reason…they just don’t like him. Early on, their mom didn’t do much to help cultivate a relationship between the girls and her husband (I think this was mainly due to HER mom (the girls’ grandmother) as she felt stepfather should have nothing to do with the girls). In the last couple years, she’s tried to turn that around (coincidentally, her change in attitude coincided with her getting to see my interactions with the girls “up close and personal” while planning Ashley’s Quince. Up until that point, she knew the girls and I got along, but I don’t think she realized how well we interacted with each other), but I fear it’s too little too late. I find it sad because the stepfather is missing out on having a good relationship with two smart, beautiful, thoughtful, and sweet girls. And they’re missing out on a relationship with him (I don’t know him well, but he seems nice enough and anyone that can put up with the girls’ mom AND grandmother for 8 years is nearly saint-worthy in my books).

Amber has started refusing to sleep in her bed. I think because it’s not “her” house. She’s asked me a couple times when we’re going to go home. When I tell her we ARE home, she says, “No the other home.” 😦 The other night, she started sobbing uncontrollably screaming “I’m going to trow up! I’m going to trow up!” when I put her in bed. She ended up sleeping with us that night. The next night, we let her sleep on the couch (she woke up sometime during the night and ended up in our bed again). I hope she has an easier adjustment period when we get to Italy.

Well, that’s all I can remember. *SIGH* You can get even more randomness by visiting Keely at http://www.theunmom.com. What are you still doing here? Shoo! Go check her out!

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7 Comments »

  1. Ah moving… there is always a tale to tell whenever you pack up your stuff and move somewhere. Good luck on your move.

    Comment by Christopher (AKA: CaJoh) — July 21, 2009 @ 1:23 pm |Reply

  2. Nah, I don’t really want to go to Italy either although I hear it’s a good ego boost for women because guys openly hit on everyone lol

    Comment by Julie@Momspective — July 21, 2009 @ 2:03 pm |Reply

  3. Moving to Italy?? I’m totally jealous. I have never ever met anyone who said they don’t want to go to Italy.

    Comment by kaylen — July 21, 2009 @ 3:15 pm |Reply

  4. good luck with the move, it took a bit for us to get our paper work for our van too to move it to Canada.
    good luck with your move, I dont’ want to see Italy either, I might bump into the pope. LOL

    Comment by Kyooty — July 21, 2009 @ 3:48 pm |Reply

  5. Moving is so stressful, never mind across the planet and with kids who need to adjust!

    I’ve never really had Italy that far up on my travelling ‘to-do’ list. And it’s a long list. But I’m sure it will be a fantastic experience anyway!

    Comment by Keely — July 21, 2009 @ 4:14 pm |Reply

  6. I am having flashbacks of my move to England. Good luck!

    Comment by Kat — July 21, 2009 @ 4:46 pm |Reply

  7. Wow, having your stuff and your car gone makes it more final. Here’s hoping things are stress free and I know you guys will be right at home there as long as you have each other. That sounded like a friggin Halmark card, sorry.

    Comment by Casey — July 22, 2009 @ 11:03 pm |Reply


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