Keyboard's just a'clicking...

The Big Move

Ok, so my life has been going through some serious changes, and definitely for the better, Alhamdullah. Last weekend, well starting Friday evening, I moved from the basement to the top floor of our house. It was some SERIOUS work which is almost over, but I'm loving it already! The natural light that comes through those windows is absolutely wonderful and I have a lot more space. BUT, let me tell you all about the move....

So, my dad tells me that he's hired some movers to help move the furniture. Ok, I should have KNOWN what to expect: Brothers from the Masjid. Now, I don't have problem with brothers who actually work, but the following things are a bit annoying:

1. Don't enter my house expecting to be fed. You came to work, not for breakfast, lunch, or dinner.

2. Don't show up when you feel like it and leave before you've done anything and tell me you'll be back next weekend. (Hell NO!)

3. Don't lay all over my couch like you live in my house.

4. Don't complain the entire time you're there about moving furniture. That was the purpose of you showing up.

5. Don't look through my DVDs and CDs like you're at Blockbuster expecting to BORROW my stuff!

Folks, there is a very long story to this, but I'm actually too tired to type it in detail. These were the main points. Nevertheless, the brothers never finished the job. They were supposed to show up on Saturday at 4:00 PM, but didn't get there until 8:00 PM. Did I mention it was POURING down STORMING outside. What the hell did they expect to move??? So, they moved my television to the top floor and told me they would be back the next day at 10 am. The next morning, they showed up at 12:30 pm, took apart my little cousins bunk beds, took them to my grandfather's house (who lives all of a 5 minute drive from my house) and left the pieces there for my 78 year-old grandfather to put back together. They proceeded to come back to my house, move my couch and the matching chair to the top floor and then hit me with "Ok, we have to go. We will be back next weekend." Now, anyone who knows me personally knows what came next. I told them, "Oh, the hell you won't because this furniture will be moved to the top floor today if I have to carry each piece myself!" So, they left at 2:30 pm...remember they just got there at noon. Ok, they left and my BESTEST friend in the whole wide world came over to help me move the rest of the furniture. My dad also came to help me move and I told him only to pay those brothers for what they moved and to "deduct" the $20 I gave the brother for gas money to get the bed to my grandfather's house. Yeah, they pissed me the hell off. That was just a lesson and a reminder for me to not marry a sorry ass man...

But, I'm all moved now and happy with it! I can finally get some plants for my place. Once everything is settled, I'll add a fish to the top floor as well. I plan to name him Jack Sparrow. Anyway, my first night of class is tonight, so I'll be there from 7:10 pm to 9:40 pm. I just pray it's interesting...

posted by Madeehah @ 2:50 PM