Where to begin, I am not sure at this point where to start and what to say. The move yesterday was quite possibly my worst move ever and everything that could have gone wrong....did. So lets start at the beginning, yesterday morning Matt dropped the dogs off with Wayne and had a couple errands to run afterwards, and as fate would have it everywhere he had to go was over busy and he was late getting back to the apartment to help with the move. The elevator which was book from 1pm to 3pm never showed up until 2pm so we only had it for an hour instead of the 2 hours that I had booked it for a month in advance, then the movers who originally were suppose to be there between 12 and 1pnm and then 1pm and 4pm showed up at 4:15 in the afternoon. In the meantime Matt and I had to haul everything from the apartment down to the lobby and get our friend Nancy to sit down there and watch everything and then Matt had to sit there after she left, what a pain in the ass. Thank you again Nancy, you were an amazing help! Also thanks to Wayne for taking the dogs, as for the poor cats they were scared to death and so frightened of everything going on and watching there home leave them. After the movers finally showed up, crazy late and with 4 other apartments moving out of the building it looked like a loading dock for a large trucking company. So we finally got everything on to the truck at 6;30pm , not bad for a move which we thought would be done and over by 4pm! Then Matt came to the hotel with whatever luggage I hauled down for him to the apartment lobby and then came back after checking in to get me and the cats after I cleaned the apartment a little. Finally got everything out of the apartment and 45 dollars later got to the hotel with the cats and clothes and groceries for the next 3 nights. Wayne brought the dogs over at 9pm , then we finally got something to eat and a bit of relaxation. We went to Olympic Pizza which is amazing food at good prices.
Came back to the hotel , relaxed for a bit with cats and dogs and finally got to bed around 2am only to be woken up at 3am by the sounds of a lovely fire alarm which i am sure some little prick pulled as they were leaving from one of the many parties that probably happened here at some point last night. Finally back to bed and asleep around 3:30am, what a f'n night.
Only to wake up this morning with three messages on my phone which I left in the living room of the hotel to charge last night from my mother. More bad news just to top off the weekend. My father was rushed to the Olds hospital last night, then transferred to Red Deer and from there to Grey Nuns in Edmonton where he now is awaiting a diagnoses as to what is up. The figure and aorta may have burst and are not sure as to what the next step will be. He started his dialissis for kidney failure on Thursday and had 2 treatments, one on Friday morning and the next on Saturday. I am not sure how much more my poor Mother can take this year. I feel so bad for her and wish that Matt and I could help more, all I can do at the moment is be there for her on the phone and talk to her and just be there for her as much as possible. Well here is to hoping the rest of the weekend and week goes as planned. We are suppose to get our furniture delivered on Tuesday and this is all the shit from Vancouver and here from the apartment and then on Wednesday are new appliances are suppose to be delivered to the house. Please hope everything goes well and as planned. No one should have to endure this much shit from one day. Have a great weekend and we will touch base soon, bye for now from your gay neighbor.
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