Oooo....was I in a bad place last night. I don't think I've ever been so frustrated in my entire life....tears streamed down my cheeks for more than 30 minutes even though I wasn't crying...that's how frustrated I really was from this move. Ryan and I moved the last of the stuff from our apartment to our new place last night. We rented a small truck because it didn't appear to be that much stuff. It was more than we thought!
Sometimes I think Ryan assumes I can exert as much physical strength as he can...I'm not ashamed to say - I cannot! Something tells me I'm not supposed to be able to do all that I tried to do, because I'm paying for it today because all of my muscles are weak and more stiff than I've ever felt before. When planning for this move, I asked Ryan several times if we could have someone help move the heavy stuff. He insisted that we could do it ourselves since we sold a lot of the large furniture. So, we did. And we were oh, so smart to leave only the heavy stuff remaining. Determined to help, I tried my best to be a man...literally! Out the door, through a gate, up a hill and into the truck, we hoisted, lifted, pushed and pulled furniture and box after box of books...me - in heels. Yep, in heels! Who moves in heels? Stupid me who didn't plan for schedule changes, I guess!
I had an extremely important meeting at 9:00am that couldn't be missed, but I planned to leave work at 2:00 and have Kate take me to get the truck and meet Ryan at the apartment by 5:00. My very important morning meeting got moved to 4:00pm, so I couldn't go home to change out of my suit and heels or pick up the truck (as it was, I didn't arrive to help until 7:00 because of the meeting, traffic and the fact that the truck rental company forgot to give us anything besides the truck, so I had to go pick up the stuff first)...which I think weighed heavily into my frustration for at least the loading-part of the evening.
We were both exhausted in the end (1:00am), and Ryan worked like a dog, but I'm 100%, completely DONE being a man. Never again - I swear! I can't imagine how Ryan feels today, after bearing the load that I couldn't, but I'm in pain and absolutely exhausted! In the end, the job got done and the frustrations are gone. Only the clean up remains.