One of the nice young people helping us move (we do not move our large four poster by ourselves anymore, too much ouch) asked me very politely which crafts I do. Spouse and I in unison: “All of them.”
Made the mover laugh. He had seen the craft room already.
I moved to Australia last year from New Zealand and oh my god this country sucks ass #genuinely
I miss New Zealand so much like there really is no comparison with the two countries. The main reason my parents moved us here is because of money of course and I mean like yes go get that bag but don’t forget your roots?? 😭 And by that i mean they just constantly diss NZ saying the country is 💩 and that Australia is superior like oh okay…
NOT true whatsoever I can go ONNN about how 💩 Australia is as a whole like ugh. I’ve experienced more racism here in the past 7 MONTHS i’ve been here compared to the 15 years i lived in New Zealand. Matter of fact i don’t think I EVER had a racist encounter in New Zealand because that’s how diverse it is like at least you can walk around and feel like a normal human being instead of being eyed out by a bunch of white people for taking a stroll around the park. The school kids here are another thing too like holy hecka the disrespect and casual racism and is UNBELIEVABLE. They don’t even attempt to represent different cultures let alone THEIR OWN (Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islands) Also these kids are so fucking unbearably UNFUNNY and they all smell like dookie oh my god. How are you gonna think ur superior to me but can’t clean ur ass properly?! 😣
Sigh, i’ve been trying for so long to convince my mum to let me move back to Auckland to stay with my nan because I’ve had it with this fuckass country. Parents have told me multiple times that it’s going to get better and that i should just learn to put up with all the bad things but hello??! I don’t care if the economy here is better like no amount of money is worth the discrimination that you have to face while trying to earn it. They have not taken my thoughts or feelings into consideration whatsoever, they treat me like dog 💩 ALL THE TIME but whenever i bring up wanting to move they switch and and say “no we can’t let you go we love you!” It is EXHAUSTING.
YALL please give me ANY tips on how i can convince them to let me move in with my Nan and if you have any experiences or stories about moving countries too lmk!! Luv you girls 💕🪽
Moving apartments and I stupidly packed away my pajamas a little too deep in the pile of stuff. However, my Beauregard cosplay is easily accessible so guess who’s wearing Beau pants to bed
(they are so damn comfy)
5 more boxes done… full of kitchen stuff. I’m almost done with my non-essential packing.
Today took much longer than it should have, and I didn’t get the whole kitchen done, because I kept having panic attacks. I have no idea why this part of my house was so overwhelming, but it was.
I’m proud of myself though, because every time I felt another attack come on I stepped away. I didn’t sit in the panic or push through. I walked away from the trigger.
Tomorrow I’ll tackle my dishes and flatware. Then maybe if I’m up for it, I’ll tackle the non-essential bathroom stuff and other assorted crap. There’s not much so it won’t take long, but my back is bothering me so I may just put that off for after my house hunting trip next weekend.
The finish line is almost in sight… approximately 45 days to go (I won’t know the definite date until I find a place). Like I said to my therapist - this sucks but I will get through it. I always do.
Some of my family helped someone with moving today and not only did they give us a free couch, but also a guitar and a bunch of My Little Pony stuff! Woohoo! 😁
These plushies are cool, I like how their manes and tails looks like dreadlocks. :)
don’t move while it’s 75 degrees in ga and the humidity is making it 20 times worse. feels like actual hell.
3/14😪
My gawd…I fked up. But this is just a dent in my life and something that’s not forever. I know i have control over my life and don’t have to deal with this crap anymore.
So long story short, I moved to Seattle to start fresh away from ex husband. I was gunning on getting full custody of kiddos but lost because ex husband family had a lawyer, I did not 😭 (i know now ex did it for “revenge” from me leaving him and if his parents didn’t pay thousands for his lawyer, he would have just given me full custody…). Lived with grandparents, got back into school, full time job, had plans to move to Texas, got my body back and had money to send to my kiddos, would visit them or bring them to Seattle and we would go on adventures♡♡♡
I was dumb enough to go on a dating website, meet now boyfriend (soon to be ex), he did a bait and switch on me. Was drawn in because he was everything I wanted in a boyfriend and he showed it. Long story short, now pregnant, no job, still in school (almost done♡), realized boyfriend is a red pill perverted fat gamer incel who loves trump…wtf? When I first met him, he told me he wasn’t really (can’t stand politics), got therapy (ex gf told me he doesn’t believe in therapy🙄wow), and a whole bunch of crap. He made it very obvious, he sees my kiddos as an obstacle, ex husband as a threat, family as liberals and don’t want my family near his daughter??? Um what? No, i am out. Mind you, he’s never met my family and refuses to, if I bother to talk about my family, he cuts me off…it’s all about control.
Anyways. Im planning on moving to Texas! To be continued lol with my life but now preggers… I currently stay with soon to be ex but having my gma pick my ass up on Tuesday. Im packing a few items but not all, so he doesn’t realize I’m leaving for good. Literally the only reason I would stay on top of the bullshit🙄:
Shared rent or financial support. (I don’t pay anything but after I get degree and career I want to contribute)
Convenience of the current living arrangement.
Avoiding the effort of starting over somewhere new.
Keeping things peaceful until the baby arrives.
Giving yourself time to build a longer-term exit plan.
Reasons to leave:
I don’t love him.
I don’t trust him.
He already said he won’t help with diapers, feeding, or baths.
That means I’d basically be solo parenting anyway.🙄🤣
The relationship feels more stressful than supportive.
There’s nothing tying me there financially or legally right now.
It’s easier to relocate before the baby is born than after. (THIS)
I’d have more control over my living environment.
I could build a calmer home for myself and the baby. (THIS)
I can get a cat if I want without someone complaining about it. (He literally said no…wth? Yea bye)
Starting fresh now is easier than leaving with a newborn later. (Would not be able to leave the state)
Peace is better than staying in a relationship that already feels over.
Need i say more?
Does a fledgeling know if it can fly before it submits to the fall? Or does finding out spark a fire under their wings so wild that they’ll leap just for the rush of knowing?
I ask this standing on the precipice of my own branch, body ablaze.
Six years ago I was packing up my NYC apartment to go home to Long Island for a few months as the world was about to shut down. I thought I’d be job searching and house hunting in NJ in no time. I didn’t think it would take me 18 months to move out again… and I definitely didn’t see myself moving to a Charleston.
This weekend I’ll be packing up my kitchen in preparation for my next move but this time the world is on fire for different reasons. This time I’m glad my grandparents aren’t here to see the nightmares we’re living through. I miss them every day but their hearts would break with how things turned out.
They’d be excited for my next adventure though… and I am too.
My Family Spelling of the Name Has an “E” at the End: Johnstone. (candle/ image courtesy of scotstee.com)
Welcome to Billings, Montana, where I have hunkered down to avoid driving on the Interstate during one of the many reported snowstorms traveling around the US of late. If I had planned better, I would have chosen a cozier hotel to get stuck in, and I would have paid attention to where my…
Manchester based producer Dr G returns with another track Armz on which New Jersey based MC Tha Soloist lays down the bars. Some serious lyrics for the times we live in, over the guitar backed beat. This is the next single from the upcoming LP “Moving” by Tha Soloist and Dr G.
Produced, mixed and mastered by: Dr G
Tha…
Finally getting a little knitting time. Sitting on the kitchen floor being very thankful for other people who lift heavy things.
I’m alive and all moved out! ^^
I was living in a residential apartment resident evil style building lol 😆
I’ve asked 15 different realtors on “City Apartment Website” about apartments as of last night and the first three to respond completely ignored my questions to confirm our eligibility.
Motherfucker, it takes more effort for us to gather the information you want than for you to tell us what you know about the apartment. Get the fuck outta here with that shit. Maybe when we have less than a month I’ll debase myself, but right now? Fuck you, suck a fat one.
I’m moving! I’m really excited and maybe i’m going to get a bed canopy soon ! I’m going to put my inspo below !♡
So, I should have been on that plane yesterday with my man. But no. Situations change and well, I’m to sit tight for 9 weeks until my own flight and wait.
He’s got a place but not a job and he wants to get things at the apartment before I arrive. It’s fair, but it means I’ve got to wait here with no income and three last small boxes to send (Stuff that was pushed either our shipping boxes or his suitcases overweight). I’m hoping the boxes aren’t too big; but they don’t seen to be.
Each week, for the time I wait, I’ll post something - A poem, or an update. Just so I can look back and see how it was.
