Bruise and life update...

It is now black, blue and purple!

Today has been productive! I'm nearly there and getting more and more nervous each day! George had a bath today and was trimmed up! He looks so handsome if I do say so myself! Really looking forward to breakfast with my family tomorrow morning, then it's off for a haircut!

3 Days to go...oy vey!

So...there are 3 full days remaining until I take that giant leap and drive out west! Things are much better now that Polly is gone, my stress level had lowered, and so overall I don't feel like a train has hit me multiple times.

I have a wedding of a dear friend on Saturday and then it will just be one more night before I depart!

Today, I thought it would be a great idea to clean out and vacuum my car...it was all going according to plan until I busted my ass on the front steps. I'm talking, fall and break your shoes (both of them) kind of tumble...almost similar to this lovely lady.






I've got a bruise that resembles a flounder...and it hurts...a lot. I can't even sit down, hopefully it goes down by the time I head out because at this point I cannot imagine spending 10 hours in a car with a bruise the size of Colorado on my ass. Maybe I'll just look at it as a casualty of war...the war being the move?

Like I said, pretty epic.
My room seems so bare, its strange living in a place where nothing really belongs to you. George is getting a bath and trim tomorrow in my attempts to prepare him for the move. I hope he adjusts well, I'm worried he won't be happy...but I've just got to stay positive!

Tomorrow is step one...

Tomorrow the pod leaves. It is packed thanks mainly from the help and support of my friend Tori, she has lifted more boxes then I can even count. Thank you, thank you, thank you! Thank you to everyone else who lifted a box or gave an encouraging word, it was really appreciated!

It was not an easy process, especially in 103 degree North Carolina summer...but it's done.

I was able to fit so many things in there that I thought would have to ride in the car with me! I'm so grateful for the pod, and the advantage of not having to drive a great big truck for 3 days!

Hopefully things will arrive safely in Denver and in one piece. The next time I see my stuff will my in my NEW HOME! I'm very excited, but nervous...this is a big f'ing deal!

Some pictures of the finished product!

Tori was a life saver!!

The Pod has arrived...

The big day came...and went.
The pod company (AVF) called me in the morning around 7:30, I of course wasn't up yet...they said they would be at my house around 9:00.

The pod arrived, it was on an 18 wheeler, it was loaded onto a fork lift and then dropped in my front yard. The whole process went very smoothly. As soon as it was secured they rode away and I was left alone with the pod who I will refer to from this moment on as Polly.

The first thing you should know about Polly is that she was small....really freaking small. I started to freak out, my things were NOT going to fit...or were they??

My uncle came over as did my friend Tori and we began the loading of the largest furniture. I really wanted to try and load it today so that in the unfortunate situation my things didn't fit I could make the appropriate adjustments with my life.

Thank the lord and sweet baby Jesus my things fit. Like amazingly fit. There is even room to spare, so whats a girl to do...go shopping for some more things.

I'm sore, i'm exhausted and I have cuts and bruises all over my body. It was a hard process, but Polly does hold a lot and it hasnt been too difficult. I cannot give a full review until this whole process is over, but so far so good!

12 days to go!

Tomorrow is the start of this epic journey, the POD arrives!!! I'm excited and nervous all at the same time...excited because I'll be able to load it up and get this adventure started...nervous due to the amount of shit that is inhabiting my house at this moment.

Let me explain what a pod is...it is essentially a metal box that my life will fit into. It's 6x7x8, they drop it off tomorrow empty and then pick it up loaded on the 27th. It then is transported to Denver on an 18 wheeler. Once I get out west I'll call them and they will bring it over to my apartment, park it...I'll unload it and then they will whisk it away.

The reason I chose this was so I wouldn't have to drive an uncomfortable truck for 3 days and spend hundreds of dollars on gas (I remember the "tank" all to well (RIP :()) To check it out and learn more about this process visit www.upack.com. I will be posting a very honest and detailed review of the service, so if you are moving in the future you can consider this as an option. It also ended up being about $100 less than the truck rental services.

Like literally mounds of boxes are all over the place. George isn't even able to walk around the house.

My biggest fear is that it won't fit, and I'll be screwed and I'll cry.

Pictures of the pod and me attempting to pack will be posted tomorrow!

Countdown begins...14 days...

Hello blog world! I figured I start a countdown leading up and continuing on after the big move to Denver. Most of you (hopefully only a few creepers stalking me) know that I am moving to Denver, Colorado to attend graduate school. I'll be attending the University of Denver and obtaining an International Masters of Business Administration...sounds fancy huh!?

I'm hoping to keep a blog of what life is like for this loud mouthed southern girl out west!

I'm sure there will be posts of sadness,fear, loneliness, and drunken accounts of the night, but mainly I just want to use this as an outlet to keep in touch with those I hold dear.

I'll post thoughts of the day, pictures of my surroundings and of course bombard you with pictures of a true stud...George.

August 2nd is the big day, my lovely friend Lisa has so graciously offered her husband (Renato) up to drive across the county with George and I. I am using a "pod" to move instead of the generic U-Haul...I'll keep an account and post pictures of this decision...hopefully it will work out in my favor.

I do have an apartment, it's lovely (of course) and I will post pictures of that once I'm out there.

I am excited but am very aware of the impending fear that will soon set in.
I am not a journalist or an English major...my grammar sucks, and I often misuse their, they're and there. I am writing this to have fun and share this journey with everyone, and even better to document it for myself...I mean really...paper journals are so 1999.

So...hop on, check back frequently and don't judge me.