Friday, June 3, 2005

OK, I'm better now.

There is so much to remember when you move.  How many folks have my address?  I have to notify all of them of the change.  Plus put in the change of address at the Post Office.  Turn off utilities at the old place, turn them on in the new place.  Order new checks with the correct address, change email with all mailings and friends/family.  There's bound to be something forgotten, right?

First, I changed as many addresses as possible within an hour of closing on the house.  Even called on utilities.  Then, the next day, I find out that everyone in this town must have a PO box.  No mail delivery here.  OK, that'd be fine, except that I gave EVERYONE the physical address.  Then was a three-day weekend, so nothing could get done.

Tuesday, I concentrated on fixing this mess.  Add the PO box as a second address line.  Call everyone all over again.  This was a HUGE ordeal.  I had it all done.  Everything was covered, right? 

Wrong.

We got home last night and found we had no water.  Kevin told me that, and my heart sunk.  I was to call the water people about getting it in our name, and didn't.  This little town is so weird.  The guy is at city hall 3 hours a day, weekdays only.  I was given his home number by mom, and planned to call on Tuesday, to not interrupt his holiday weekend.  I mean, that's just rude, right?

Well, I not only forgot to call, I lost the numbers.  I IM'd mom to see if I left them there.  I hadn't.  She said that I put the paper in the pocket of my shorts on Sunday.  It's nowhere, so she got the number again.  I called the guy, and he basically said "yeah, you're screwed, dumbass."  OK, not exactly, but "go to city hall between 1 and 4 tomorrow.  Ummm, we work, but WTH.  All the time, I'm crying.  Mom gave me a bit of a hard time, which I'm sure she wouldn't have if she'd known I was balling like an idiot, but I dealt with it.

Thank God, it rained today, HARD.  People don't have lumber delivered when it's raining, for the most part, so Kevin took a long lunch and drove all the way out here to get water turned on.  $150 deposit!  That's insane.  Oh well, with the crowd that will be here thisweekend, we have to have water.

I washed my hair this morning with bottles of water.  Small bottles.  LOL  What a joke.  It worked, though.  We had 8 bottles left, and Kevin was nice enough to leave most of them for me.  I hate sponge baths.  I need a hot shower in the morning, but I was thankful that I didn't have to go to work completely filthy.  Gross.

How do you get a disconnect without ever receiving a bill?  Just plant your head firmly in your *** and you'll find out.  It's all good, now.  I flushed and everything!  WoooHoooo!  Now, to go take a real shower.  Ahhh, shower.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

You call THAT a hard time?  Geesh.  You should have  had MY mom.

Anonymous said...

Once again amazed at capable and feisty you are when it comes to big challenges like this!  And it's also very cool that The Angry Dad helps out too.  You rock!  Russ

Anonymous said...

$150? How nice. Our water compant charges $500 for new service, even if there is a meter already there.

Anonymous said...

Glad you finally got water.  I'd have been crying too!
(I read your Mom's journal and decided to visit yours too.)
Sonya

Anonymous said...

Glad you are getting things straightened out.
What kind of place doesn't have mail delivery?  That is really strange.

Kathy