Posted on October 30, 2013
When stress turns into comedy
Grab a cup of coffee, it’s going to be a long one. Just make sure you don’t spit it out while laughing with me. That would be coffee abuse.
I’ve alluded about the move being more stressful than we anticipated. I generally keep the blog lighthearted and upbeat, I’m also all about keeping it real. Now that I can laugh at all of the stuff that’s happened, I’ll share it so you guys can laugh with me.
Here we go!
The laundry room was built specifically for stackable washer/dryer. According to this guy, we all know there shall be no stackables in casa de SCB so we have contractors converting a spare bedroom closet into a laundry room. Of course nothing goes exactly as planned but they were able to make it work.
Now, we’re trying to figure out how to turn the old laundry room into a pantry. That window makes it a little tricky.
One of the first things Mike checked after we got the keys, was the water heater. And what do ya know, it kind of exploded on him. So he ordered a tankless one online last week. It was supposed to be shipped Friday, we’d get it Wednesday-NBD. Mike called to check the status on it yesterday and it was still sitting on their loading dock waiting to be shipped. They dropped the ball and refused to pay for overnight shipping to make it right, so now we’re scrambling to find one locally. This chick needs her nice hot bath.
We had an alarm system installed, however the sales rep did not inform us it would take 6 hours and one of us had to be present the entire time. So I burned an entire day of packing & cleaning to sit on my butt and hang out on the IG.
We move Saturday and have yet to find help loading & unloading the moving truck. And Bam refuses to grow thumbs and help. Punk.
On the bright side I made progress on the packing situation yesterday.
Buuuuuut this!!!! Yes, this was the turning point for me and I can not stop laughing over it.
Last night Mike got a call from a co-worker saying there’s someone in our driveway. Mike races over there, shines his light and finds a bum sleeping on our front porch. Apparently the dude thought our new house is community property or something. He wheeled his shopping cart up there and was tucked in for the night.
Mike told him to move along, I own this place now you gotta go. The bum said oh…okay but there’s a key in the mailbox….
I freaking lost it!!!!!! Could.not.stop.laughing in disgust.
This bum has been in our house…..wait, how many other bums know about this and have been in there????
Mike told him, not anymore pal, I changed the locks.
Boy I am so glad we changed them last weekend. I just shuttered again.
So, if you need me today, I am sure you know where to find this germaphobe.
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