Moving Alone

So wonderful idea of the husband... Let's move on base!!! Better yet, how about the move take place when Brad's gone and I get to do it all alone!! Not so much fun. First of all I have found out from this experience how much most of my "friends" suck. On the day I was supposed to move I could only find two people to help me. One of my supposedly good friends never picked up the phone and from there it went downhill. It was definitely a circus. True to form up until the day I moved, it had been really good weather, lots of sun and no rain. Of course the day I move is the day it starts to randomly downpour. Add in the fact that my housing inspection wasn't until 3 in the afternoon, meant that I wasn't able to get started until about 4 pm so the first couple loads were done during rush hour. Oh yes it was a barrel of fun that's for sure. So to sum things up I am never ever moving without packers again.