GAHHHHHHH

The moving truck was supposed to be here Thursday. Fuckers didn't even send it out of Vegas until Monday and only after we complained. Now we're hoping it'll be here this coming Monday. This means we have no toys for Peo other than the few we brought in the car, no furniture other than the air bed and Peo's mattress, hardly any food prep implements, no TV, no computers (using Corran's work machine right now, since the cable guy was just here, FINALLY...didn't even have internet until 20 minutes ago), etc.

So I still can't check email (well I could log on the web end but it sucks and doesn't sort spam so I'm not wading through thousands of unfiltered spam messages, that would be stupid), so don't expect replies from me any time soon.

And here I finally got some net time for the first time in forever and from the wailing in the other room I gather that Peo has knocked over her duckie head cup and spilled juice (precious last servings of Trader Joe's stuff we brought in the car with us) and from Corran's grumblings it sounds like she may have broken her duck head cup too so my first chance to be online is being cut brutally short.

THIS SUCKS ASS.


PS phone still doesn't work after AT&T being out here twice already, Sears couldn't connect the dryer because of an ancient gas line issue so we had to have a plumber come in to do that at a cost of an extra $150, and there have been a pile of other problems. IT HAS NOT BEEN FUN.