I Am SO Tired of Moving!!!!

We've technically been living in Denver since the beginning of October, because it was getting SO expensive for Ben to drive up and back every day ($350 or more a month just in gas!!!!). Since then, I'd go down to Colorado Springs a couple of days a week, pack a few boxes, and then come home. Then I went with Adriana to see my best friend Kim in England for two weeks in October. Then Thanksgiving came...then Christmas came...then all the wonderful Colorado snow hit. So here comes January&emdash;our lease is up the end of this month&emdash;and I'm now SCRAMBLING to get everything packed up and ready to move. For the last two weeks, my brother and I have been going to Colorado Springs three days a week to get things packed up. This week, we'll have gone down four days in order to get things ready for the moving truck on Saturday. Getting help for the move has been a tad frustrating too. Though we told specific people to keep the end of January open (I'd get them an exact date ASAP), they all made other plans anyway. I know...it probably shouldn't frustrate me, but I'm desperate here! I have a 1400 square foot house to pack up and move, and for the most part, I'm doing it by myself!! Yes, these people would say, "Let me know when you need help packing and I'll be there." Well, until it's done, I ALWAYS need help packing. YOU are the ones who need to tell me when you can be there. So as a result, I've spent more time lately with my brother than is probably healthy for me. My brother is a VERY gay man. Not fruity-gay, but definitely flaming "in-your-face" gay. I know MUCH more about Denver's gay community than I E_V_E_R wanted to know. I love my brother. I really do. But I can only take so much of his lifestyle and beliefs. He was raised in the same household as I was, so I have NO idea where he gets his ideas from. Ideas like everyone will eventually end up in heaven (his reasoning is "every knee shall bow, every tongue confess") or my most recent favorite, that polygamy is completely natural. I won't go into some of his justifications (because they're just waaaay too graphic), but he says that it's a man's job to make all the women he can pregnant&emdash;God said to be fruitful and multiply. That's the easiest way to do it. Needless to say, I listened to praise and worship music for the half hour drive home after I dropped him off this evening. I felt I needed a little cleansing after today.

On a totally different note, my Dad's hip replacement surgery went remarkably well! The concern wasn't whether or not the surgery would go well as much as how he would react to the anesthesia. He is in advanced/final stages of emphysema, so his lungs are pretty much shot. But we stopped by the hospital this afternoon after we got back from packing, and he looked amazing! He wasn't wearing his pain in his face anymore, and he was eating like there was no tomorrow!! He hasn't been able to eat well over the last few months, and has lost almost 40 pounds as a result. He'll have to have the other one replaced eventually, but it will be a little while. Now if we can just get my Mom through her two knee replacements in April and then in July. As much as I'd like to have our own place right now, I'm glad that we're home to help them through all of this.

posted by Brandi at 7:26 PM