Moving is a crazy and harrowing experience. That's just a given. It's been almost 24 hours since I got to Memphis, and, well, it hasn't been dull.
While driving in yesterday, the light and dark clouds parted and streams of sunlight poured down on the road, lighting the way. It was a beautiful and awe inspiring sight. This was a good omen, a sign I was moving on to better things and captaining my destiny as a man, rather than letting destiny choose me. Behind me, in the rear view mirror, were dark clouds, very much symbolic of certain parts of my previous home. Not ALL parts, but some.
When I got into town and started to unload the car the chaos began. The back of my driver's seat was swarming with ants. The brand new Target and Walmart eco bags were swarming with ants, with even more on the floor mat. The bags went straight into the dumpster and I raced upstairs for a can of bug spray. After a heavy Black Flagging, the swarm on the back of the seat was toast. Same for the floor mat, however, there were eggs...lots of eggs. Yep, mat ended up in dumpster.
Got the rest of the stuff out of the back seat and hurried down to a nearby car wash and vacuum. Swept out the car and hopefully any remnants. Fast forward 2 hours later to a break from unpacking. Kimberly and I decided to have Burger King. Unfortunately, the King had been sacked in favor of remodeling. Yep, where the old restaurant had stood was a nuvo-box whatever shell still being constructed. Needless to say, the golden arches of McDonald's across the street called to us. Quarter pounder was tasty, but my fries were not. It wasn't until we got back to Kimberly's apartment that this was discovered.
A bit later, I went down to the car to get my laptops out of the trunk. While going back up stairs, it looked like my driver's window was open. Went back down to check, and I was mistaken. There were, however, MORE ants running along the rain channels on the top of the car. Raced back upstairs, grabbed Black Flag, and hosed down the car's roof. Kimberly couldn't believe it. Frankly, me either. We also couldn't believe that my ankle bracelet decided to turn my skin green. Am I stuck in a Vacation movie? Yikes!
After a sleepless night, I gave up and started unpacking while Kimberly went to work. One pair of shoes was coming apart because the glue had melted...and dripped on another pair of shoes. About that time, the wonderful Chocolate Dunkers dessert from Pizza Hut decided kick in with heartburn. I swear I'm not making this up people.
So now, here I sit, about 3 hours shy of the 24 hour mark thinking "Please let it get better. Please?"
On the plus side, Kimberly has been very sweet and accommodating. Patient too. It's not easy to get 2 people's worth of stuff into 1 person's apartment. Needless to say, I'm trimming down more of my stuff, as is Kimberly, in order to fit things and not feel cluttered. Like all couples, it'll take some adjustment on both sides and a little bit to establish a routine, then things will be fine. The advantage we have is compromise. I'm also handy with organizing and packing, which is essential when you live in a small space. I have never been so thankful for compact tech and camping gear in my life! Bless you outdoor researchers and your wondrous gadgets!
Like all the bizarre stuff that get's posted here, it's really not to complain, but rather say "wow, I can't believe that" and have a laugh at the craziness. Despite the wackiness, I'm still glad to be here in Memphis and moving forward in life with Kimberly. There are better chances of work and success here than Huntsville. And, it's important to remember this is a step, not necessisarily a destination, when it comes to a happy and content life. Let's just hope the wacko quota is filled before I get anymore gray hairs.