We had MANY great moments, really funny times. But, first I must say that I believe vehemently that I deserve accolades on how freakishly strong I am AND I deserve an honorary Class B Commercial Semi-truck driver's license for being able to back out the flat bed truck without munching any other vehicles or people! And Wendy deserves snaps for having the most flexible toenails that the world has ever seen. And, Aaron deserves snaps for being an eye doctor in-training AND an on-call Podiatrist AND having the most hilarious singing voice EVER. Helaman was the master of the heater (until Wendy turned it off and the “general warmth" issues began. Erik and Mike fell in love, but wouldn’t hug… much to my chagrin. But, I did get called a princess by Erik and received a nice backrub from Mike. All that pointing my finger to tell the boys where to put things really put a lot of strain on my back! Brian has an impressive freakishly long torso, one that people should pay a dollar to see at the carnival and one we documented for good measure. Robin was notably the most powerful persuasive Moving Nazi, but a REALLY fun and well organized one, I just wish she'd let us sit down JUST ONCE. Aaron says she’s not overbearing… so I am sending her to his house next! Together Robin and Brian made the most worthless painting assistants EVER, constantly shattering my visions and dreams, but also providing entertainment. And, Marci has such great list writing skills. Ok, go ahead... let me hear how impressed you all are...
Here are a bunch of thoughts, conversations and quotes from moving day...
~On Saturday evening I was sick of looking and feeling like the semi-truck driver I was, so I took a shower, it was 100% cold and all I had was facial cleanser - the end... no shampoo or conditioner or body soap. Have you ever taken a shower using entirely facial cleanser? I don't advise it, it's creepy and expensive!~
B. Esplin: "What color are you painting this room?"
Ali: "Moonlight Dance."
B. Esplin: "Um, is that what you call white?"
Ali: Nope, it's grayish white.
B. Esplin: Ok, so it's white.
Ali: No, it's definitely not white.
B. Whatever, it's white. And, I am pretty sure you’re going to need to do another coat.
Ali: Stop shattering my dreams!
B. Esplin proving to us that he DOES in fact have "girl legs and a man torso".
~"You know how most people OCASSIONALLY go to the mall and sometimes they find things that are cute and sometimes they buy them, but sometimes they don't. I ALWAYS go to the mall and I don't think I have ever seen something cute and NOT bought it. I think I bought everything that was EVER sold" - Ali~
Robin: "I've decided to throw away all this and give these things away!" (as she totes a large garbage bag full of various and sundry things that I purchased - SINCE EVERYTHING THAT WAS EVER SOLD I PURCHASED!) Thus, earning her the new moniker "Moving Nazi". Wendy and I both had a healthy fear of her.
Aaron: Why do you have Murray's Pomade?
Ali: I read somewhere it was supposed to be really good.
Aaron: Yea, really good for black people. Do you see the guy with the afro on the lid? What in the world do you need it for?
(I had no response, because I was doubled over laughing, he's right, it's totally made for African Americans.)
Helaman: Why do they [Wendy, Robin and I] keep saying 'Remember when...' to things that happened like 5 minutes ago?
Aaron: That's just what they say before they say ANYTHING else.
~"Look how well all of our movers are getting along. Do you think they'd all hug each other if I asked them to?" - Ali ~
~ As much as we LOVE LOVE LOVE the house, there are a few 'money pit' issues, so we had Marci make us a list of issues to take up with our Argentinean Landlord - who neither Wendy or I can remotely understand. The list was as follows: "(1) bugs, (2) bathroom paint job??? (3) leaky toilet (4) heaters (5) hot water - warmth in general." ~
Erik: "Can you please stop having conversations, I really don't want to be here all day." (He CLEARLY didn't like that Robin and I had to debrief everything every 10 minutes.)
As soon as the 46" TV was hooked up (thanks to Aaron) all the boys became a little worthless. I came down the stairs from my all facial cleanser shower and they were sitting in camping chairs watching football... I was really tired and so sad that in my house there was not a stitch of furniture, but there was a big ole' TV. It totally looked like a bachelor pad. The boys did not understand why I was gravely disappointed and one of them said "what's wrong, you have 3 remotes, what could be a bigger turn on than that?" Wendy and I held them all at the same time and concluded that none of them turned us on at all! And, even after my long tutorial, I still have no earthly idea how to turn on my highly impressive TV.
Today I was so tired my boss told me that I was walking like an old lady! It was an exhausting weekend. But, I laughed often and hard thanks to the aforementioned situations and Aaron's singing, which never ceased to make me laugh out loud.
But, even after the pain and anguish the move inflicted on us, I am thinking of moving again next weekend, just so I can spend the entire day with these 4 again.
Can you really blame me?