Moving day. Or at least it was supposed to be. It didn't get off to a good start. Well of course it didn't, there were difficult children involved. I get up early so I can take Darrin to the grade school Art show. A surprise easy child and I had planned for him to get some much wanted/needed Nana time. Nichole, who was due to arrive timed after the Art show, popped in before I left so she came along. That took longer than expected because easy child got the start time wrong.......but was fun anyway. While I was gone katie called and said Alex's teacher told her the furniture/household items they'd collected would be delivered to the apartment by 1pm. That put a hitch into plans.....as we were planning to transfer katie's things in one haul across town, then husband take the kids back to our house to entertain them with a long movie while us gals hit Aldi's and Goodwill. So I call katie back because I saw no reason for us to hang around until 1pm doing nothing. I can't reach her by her cell and the shelter said she'd left. Lovely. So after several more tries on the cell.......Nichole and I head across town just to see if by chance she went to the apartment. And she had. Found here there with some donated shelter things......someone had left a really nice sofa sleeper at her front door, too. Soooooooo back across town to load up Nichole's jeep....and to fetch husband and Travis who have his kia packed to the hilt. Then back across town to take it to katie, unload it with 3 very hyper kids nipping at our heels. Then katie too a moment to show us the apartment. (think townhouse) Now our family lived there ourselves for a period of 4 yrs......actually only 2 doors down from where katie is now. The layout of her apartment is exactly the same as the one we had. It's not huge, but it is in no way small. ugh And hers has been totally remodeled with all new appliances. I found myself being sort of jealous. lol Then the boys.......who were as hyper as can be......started playing in the closet of their room and it has those metal sliding doors. Having lived there I know how easy they are to mess up.....and how utterly a pain they are to fix. Without thinking, Nana snatched them both up, looked them in the eye and said, " Now all you kids listen to me. You have to take care of this apartment. You can't be playing in the closets and tearing stuff up. They'll be coming in here every month to make sure you're keeping it clean and nothing is broken or damaged. If it is.......out you go and you won't have a place to live again!" Done in the Momma voice. I think I spent too many years in that apartment complex. lol That response was sort of automatic.....although even my difficult children would not have dared yank on closet doors and such the way Alex and Evan were doing. ugh But they stopped dead in their tracks. husband and Travis watched the kids while we headed out to stock up her house. The girl is 31 and doesn't know how to cook.......if it doesn't have instructions on the box, she doesn't know what to do with it. omg! (kayla was explaining to papa that they were gonna starve if daddy can't come live with them) Didn't help that she has no dishes/pots pans ect at this point. But she did fill 2 huge Aldi carts full of fairly decent food......although I was a tad alarmed at how much ramen went into the cart........and hamburger.......guessing that must be a staple. Still she didn't do too bad. That furniture from the school didn't show. The teacher called and said they'd deliver in the morning due to the rain. Shelter staff told katie she could stay another night and they'll help move what little is left there over to the apartment for her. Good cuz we're wiped......and we used up a week's worth of gas. Tomorrow she'll have 2 couches (one a sleeper sofa) 2 twin beds, a tv, a computer for alex.......and lord knows what else. One complaint I swear I'll smack her upside the bleeping head.