Thursday, January 26, 2012

Broken Record (And Moving Part Two)

So the only thing I have to talk about is moving and boxes.  BORING.  Such a broken record, sorry. 

I mean I guess I could talk about the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills finale and how I cried during the wedding.  And how even though she is a bit over the top, I wish Lisa Vanderpump was my mother.  She really loves "Pandy."

I could talk about how I get upset over ridiculous things like how I am feeling stressed because Facebook is making everyone shift to Timeline in a few days and I just don't know if I'm ready.  Or how I worry that my daughter Lucy will get kicked out of Girl Scouts.  Because while all the "good moms" have been using Facebook to sell their kid's cookies, I haven't.  And worse I lost the damn order form.  And worst of all, she didn't even know she was supposed to be selling cookies.  Neither did I until I talked to another mom.  Epic fail.

I guess I could also talk about how upset I am about Seal and Heidi Klum breaking up. And poor Demi Moore.  And my god, Heather Locklear too?  

But really I am just covering for what I really want to talk about.....boxes.  Because in one day we will be loading up the vans and moving.

Yesterday there was a glitch.  The bank called and said there was a problem and they needed to see a copy of a refinance document from 2005.  The bank no longer had it, so unless we could produce it, the sale was not going to happen.  Why?  Because honestly CHASE bank is a tiny bit evil if you ask me.  But never fear, after ripping through several already packed boxes, I found the ever-important document.  Sale saved (for now).  The move is happening.

I read a quote today that I love.  From none other than the prophetic Brad Pitt to the Hollywood Reporter.

“This idea of perpetual happiness is crazy and overrated, because those dark moments fuel you for the next bright moments; each one helps you appreciate the other,” he said. “We are all searching for meaning in our lives, love and betterment for ourselves and those around us.”

He's right.  Without all this shit from the bank, I wouldn't appreciate moving into our crappy rental (more on that coming soon) so much.  So thank you CHASE for screwing around with us the past six months.  Because on Friday I am going to be so f&#*ing happy!

Here it is Moving Part Two:

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