If the post above proves anything, I want it to be that: 1. I am alive and 2. The process of relocating to a new* state has really taken a toll on me. I would rather spend my days trapped in a cage with shrieking, crap-throwing monkeys who are repeatedly poking me in the eye with their dirty little finger nails than go through the process of finding a place and moving–a process that, so far, has included me seeking temporary shelter with family, crying and throwing up a few times.
The good news? I think we’ve finally found a place, and we should be settled in a few weeks. The bad news? There’s a slight gap between when I want to move in to the new place–right the fuck now–and when we can actually take possession of the house–September 1.
In the meantime, I am hoping to get back in the rhythm of posting more often, because the process of drawing and sharing posts is pretty much the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
And while I’m working on posting more, I think I’ll also work on taking a few naps and refreshing myself mentally, because when a sale on lollipops sends you into a sugar-induced maniac episode, it’s probably time to clear your head.
(*I should note that I’m actually moving back to my home states, so the term “new” is being used loosely. For me, Florida is about as new as the grass-stained, ill-fitting hand-me-downs you hated getting as a kid–hand-me-downs that are technically new to you, but not new in the grand scheme of things. The kind of “new” that makes you want to punch your own mother in the jaw.)
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glad to hear you’ll be doing more posting as well as more focussing on your mental health… I love your blog and because of that I’d like to see more posts and even though sugar induced maniac episodes make for funny blogs I also understand that they probably aren’t healthy for you.
Ahhh, Flawrda. I too have the feeling about it, as I’ve lived here my whole life. Most people think “yeah! Florida! Parties and beach n’ stuff!” when in actuality it’s more like “mosquitos and old people (and where I currently live lots and lots of brown water).”
Good luck on the moving stuff. I’m sure once you get settled (more permanently) you’ll have plenty of brillant ideas/ posts for all of us followers to laugh about. In the mean time,
Cheers.
I hate to move! We moved from Nevada back to Georgia and that’s when I found out that I’m not good at moving. I flew my Mom in to help pack and get organized, otherwise I’d still be standing in the living room wondering what to do first. And that is a true statement, I suck at moving and I never want to do it again. We moved into a rental house then 6 months later we moved into the house we live in now. My husband and I both vowed that we would never move again. After 13 years we’re still in the same house. The best of luck to you and your husband.
Glad to hear progress on the moving front, and that you’ll be posting more – you’ve been missed!!
Moving is the absolute worst! Every time we move to a new place it’s like I have PMS for a year. Hopefully things will go more smoothly for you 😉 Good luck with everything!
Moving sucks, and no worries: those that know you will wait forever for your golden posts. They’re that good.
xo
You mean like the kind of new that makes you wish Toughskins were never invented?
Good luck with your move!! 🙂
I love that you live in FL b/c I just moved here last year and go to orlando often…and now I can pretend we’re friends…(spoken in a creepy voice)