Hi all my faithful reader(s) - well we made it to NYC in one piece. We could not have done it without the help of Meemaw Bootsie. Literallllly, (wink, wink for those of you who get the joke in that) my mom has been a lifesaver. How do single parents do it? I have much respect for those of you out there without any family nearby to help out with your little ones.
So to pick up on some points I mentioned in my previous post: (I'll try to be short and sweet on them, since Max is sleeping and who knows how much time I have here!)
1. Danny starting work, my 'quittin' that shit'
2. Max and I at my Mom's
2a. The Move, Movers, lackeys, idiots, and ass kissing
3. Selling the House, Car, Bike, Kidney (kidding on that last one - but email me if you might be interested? hah!)
4. The Rendezvous
5. Operation "Move to NY"
Chap 1 Cont.:
Danny has been having a great time at his new job. He really enjoys his coworkers and (I think) is loving being part of a team. I on the otherhand am loving not being part of a team (not that I ever was) - I quit my job as upper management was not willing to accommodate my move to the East Coast. I worked remotely and it was pretty much bullshit that they wanted me to continue to work my West Coast hours. Working until 9pm with a baby - I think not. The company was heading in a vicious downward spiral (due to changes in management) so I am grateful that it didn't work out - as I am enjoying be able to spend more time with Max. There was a part of me that felt guilty dropping Max off at his sitters (Paula, who he LOVED). But now I am so excited to be able to hang out with the little guy all the time. Granted, this is my first week where Danny is at work and my mom is gone - so I will be flying solo.
Chap 2 : Max and I at my Mom's
Max and I stayed with Bootsie for just over a month. It was fun - and trying. I felt bad invading my mom's space and bedroom. Plus, Max was going thru some crazy sleep pattern, waking up crying every 3 hours (yes, I was just loving life....not).
Not only did I hijack her room, but I also took over her parking spot (which is a GOD send in the Haight). I quit my job July 5th and I planned on taking full advantage of the child care while I could. Facials, Massage, Yoga, total pampering was the plan - I deserved it afterall! However, my delusions of grandeur were short lived. Even though I wasn't working and Max was at the sitters all day long - I seemed to get caught up in all the little things. My days were filled with working on selling the house, sorting out insurance issues on a few Medical bills, and other things I had put off for ages. I got so much done - however, I was not able to squeeze in any real pampering (I did get my hair cut and colored tho!) The month blew by and before I knew it - it was time for our flight to NY.
2a. The Move, Movers, lackeys, idiots, and ass kissing
Picking a moving company was pretty much a pain in the ass. They all come and look at your stuff and then give you an estimate based on how much stuff they think you have (based on weight). We were rather short on time - so we picked a company, Crown Relocation, which had a moderate price and fairly good reviews. Maybe its the same with all moving companies, but the people that we worked with after we signed the contract were complete morons. There was NO communication - I had to call the Friday before our stuff was scheduled to be picked up on Monday to see what time we should expect them. I had to pay $150 to get parking permits to reserve parking in front of our place for the truck. This proved interesting as people in the neighborhood just didnt give a shit and parked there anyway. I had a few cars ticketed and ready to get towed when the owners decided to move them. And don't get me started on the assholes who work at the restaurant across the street, El Metate. Don't believe the hype about the food - its not that good. The owner of El Metate comes over to the DPT person (who I was in the middle of talking to) and he had the gall to complain about me securing permits. OH, Don't even get me started Mister ManBoobs Metate.
Ahhh Max is waking up...to be continued.
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