The cats are too tired to write anything today, so you get the super duper grouchy human today.
The movers beyond sucked. They sucked so bad they managed to trash the apartment they were moving us out from, including damaging the property, PLUS destroy a lot of things, including several family heirlooms. To add insult to injury, we’ve done at least eight runs with our super big pickup truck.
Yeah. Let’s just say I left a scathing review. We have to go back tomorrow to turn in the keys after we get our vaccination, and frankly, the elevator there is broken and we’re just done with this.
There are a few items on the balcony they can deal with, because if their dumbass elevator hadn’t broken, we would have dealt with it ourselves. (Hint: because the elevator is broken, to move things via the wagon and avoid the stairs… I have to walk half a mile to get to the truck.)
I have done 13,933 steps today. Most of it walking around the complex hauling the wagon because of a broken elevator.
Then I got banned from facebook because their bots disliked two posts in an entire YEAR. /gasp!
I’m so naughty. Honestly, I suspect I won’t miss facebook at all. I can write books instead. Or play the SIMs. Or do something other than worry about facebook. I have a twitter account I don’t use often. The cats sometimes run it. It’s https://twitter.com/SneakyBookLady, the most clever of twitter handles.
I might try one of those other social media sites instead of the book of faces, not that I know which ones are out there that don’t require videos or pictures. I do have an instagram. It’s https://www.instagram.com/rj.blain/. Also super creative.
If you have a social media recommendation that isn’t facebook, do let me know in the comments below.
Anyway, facebook banned. Check.
Vaccination scheduled for tomorrow morning. Check.
More stuff to move out of the old apartment, also check.
Unawakened released today. I have no idea if it did well or not. I was slaving away trying to undo the horrific messes the movers made. Price goes up to $5.99 sometime tomorrow or the next day, whenever I get the energy to actually do it.
Here is just a teeny tiny preview of the hell I endured. This was after several HOURS of cleaning. My beautiful bookcase full of crystals? They emptied it by overturning it and dumping everything onto the floor. My desk… shared a similar fate.
I don’t even know how that plate got there. It had been in the kitchen area… across the room. And that blue bowl in the middle used to be a plant. You can see the dirt it had left behind. The white powder? Caustic cleaners I’m exceptionally allergic to. This was just an entire clusterfuck.
A part of my Dyson Animal V8 are still missing. Fortunately, it’s just the cord cable, and I’m willing to dish out to replace it if I can’t find it. In the meantime, I got a purple Dyson Ball Multifloor thingie. I love it.
It work real good. Aren’t my toes cute? That was one pass with the baby vacuum. It did SO good.
I have to go unpack things we moved in today. It is 10 pm. I’m exhausted. But the stuff I must unpack came from the freezer, so it can’t wait.