So we’ve finally made some headway with packing. It’s no secret: Matt is a huge procrastinator when it comes to moving: he works best under pressure. Usually, I’m very tedious about starting packing early and getting it done before hand. In July of 2009, when Nolan was just 3 months old, I packed and moved all our stuff from the basement apartment to the upstairs apartment while Matt was away for a guys weekend with the help of a few of my friends. We started moving stuff Friday and when he came home Sunday everything was already unpacked and put away, boxes were broken down and the only thing he had to do was hang pictures for me (since I’m horrible with tools).
But obviously, this time I super suck and couldn’t get myself motivated as early as I usual do. So today we super packed, and all we have left is a few kitchen things, some random crap on the book shelf, a couple loads of laundry, and the laundry room shelf crap. Which will take all of an hour to pack up.
When Matt ran over a couple of plates to our current neighbors/landlords, he discovered that the new tenant would be starting to move into this apartment at 9am on Sunday. We get our keys to our new place at 8am on Sunday. That gives us one hour to move. Needless to say, I am really frustrated with this. Especially because I don’t even remember telling her our appointment had changed: originally we weren’t supposed to get the keys until 1:30pm, what if we hadn’t been able to switch our appointment to 8am? Did I mention it’s supposed to rain on Sunday?
Ya. I’m super frustrated. We’ve asked Matt’s step mom and brother if we could store some stuff there Saturday, so that Sunday all we have to worry about moving from here is the furniture and appliances (meaning we don’t have to rush with all the boxes and what not loads). That’s the only way we can “get out of here” for 9am.
Anyway, here are some cute Nolan pictures 🙂