1. Woke up at 6am to get dressed and walk the 10-minute walk to the gym. Today was its grand opening and it's an absolutely gorgeous facility. Nice thing is, it's a 10-minute walk each way, which is great as a warm-up and cooldown for our workouts. I'm *so* looking forward to this new part of my schedule. Craig and I have worked it out that we'll go the first thing in the morning route until the kids arrive. At that point, he'll continue doing that on MWF when the kids are at nursery and I can go during the day, and then on Tuesdays and Thursdays, I'll go first thing in the morning while he watches the kids and does breakfast. The great thing about the gym is that we get the whole personal trainer package as part of the standard thing, so I'll be able to tune my workout to exactly what I want to accomplish.
2. Came in with Craig at 8am to get some information I needed online. Ended up getting stuck here until 9am when everyone and their uncle came up to welcome us.
3. Spent the next two hours in my house, cleaning and sorting through paperwork, while I waited for my new washer and dryer to arrive.
4. Left the house at 11:30am to go deliver some of the paperwork I'd filled out for the property management company and to hit the Rent-A-Center I finally managed to find. As soon as I hit the freeway, the "service engine soon" light comes on in the rental, and freaks me out while I try and whip through my errands and get back. RAC is a bust as they refuse to rent more than one piece of furniture at a time without a payment history, and the application they want me to fill out is 2/3 of information about Craig's work I don't have.
5. Return to Craig's office at 12:45 to tell him about the car. Have to wait for 45 minutes until he comes out of a meeting only to have him not want to do anything about it. We call Hertz, who tries giving me the whole schtick about how sensitive that particular light is, and that the car probably just needs gas (it had well over half a tank) or something got wet from being in the rain or me driving through a puddle (it's been bone dry here since we landed on Friday). I finally convince her I'm not happy waiting for it to break down as I don't have a cell phone and if the car did break down, I'd be in the middle of nowhere in a place I'm not yet familiar with, with no way of contacting them for help. She agrees to have the car switched out, but Craig has to be the one to do it as it's in his name. Since he has meetings all afternoon, my plans are completely shot for doing any running around. He offers me his cell phone, but I'm just not comfortable driving a car around with that particular light on. But I take the phone anyway to do some work at home.
6. Back at home, I finally have lunch at 2:00. At 2:15, I settle in to finish up setting up the utilities and call about garbage first. I'm on hold for *45* minutes before I get someone---on Craig's UK cell phone, too---and then spend another 15 getting things sorted. Not happy except for the fact that I get some writing done and some miscellaneous tasks I can finish while waiting.
7. I get the water sorted out, and then walk over to the bank to see about getting ATM cards and about getting a visa. The ATM cards take me half an hour of fussing, and then there's nobody around to help me with the visa issue.
8. When I get back to the house, I decide to treat myself and call angstchic. I talk to her for an hour---the absolute highlight of my day---until Craig's phone starts beeping at me to tell me the battery is running low. That's OK, because it's now the time Craig told me to come back to the office so that we could go to the airport and exchange the car.
9. Get to Craig's office to discover that the doors are already locked against outsiders, and I have no way of getting a hold of him because his phone is now dead. I hang around outside for 15 minutes until someone I recognize comes out and lets me in. Once in, however, I discover that Craig isn't done working and I wait around for another 20 minutes waiting for him to get to a point where he can leave.
10. Craig decides that he's OK driving the car around for a bit to run some of our errands so we go and hit the furniture place we saw to price buying new as opposed to renting. We spend the next 2 1/2 hours in the store, finding exactly what we want and going through the credit process, only to have them turn Craig down because of the lack of recent history.
11. Craig decides then that he doesn't want to return the car tonight but instead do it tomorrow when we go to the airport to pick up the bag that got left on the carousel on Friday. The bag that has the power cable for my laptop in it so that I can't even get any writing done on the computer until I get it back.
12. So now, we're back at Craig's office so that he can finish up work and I can catch up on LJ and e-mail. He's pissy, I'm cranky, and I hate the US credit system. The problem is, we've never been big credit people. Prior to moving to the UK, Craig had 1 credit card that only got used in emergencies and got paid off at the end of the month when it did get used, and the card through our checking account that had a visa symbol on it (but it still got paid up at the end of the month). We don't let balances carry over in the next month; if we can't afford to pay it off, we don't buy it. However, with all the expenses of the move getting piled onto us at once, and with the sale of our house not complete, that's not something we can feasibly do for a couple months. But everyone's giving us the runaround on how to solve our issues. Arg!
OK, I'll stop whingeing now. Tired yet? I am. There were some good points to the day, though:
- Getting to talk to angstchic
- Getting on the scale for the first time in two weeks this morning to discover I've only put on 2 pounds in that time period in spite of living on fast food for the vast majority of it
- Writing the first half of the next Legions chapter as well as finishing up the 2nd chapter of the AU I've been working on privately (even if both are written out in longhand and aren't actually on my computer yet)
- Being told that Craig made the dinner reservation for our anniversary dinner this Sunday
And I'll be up tomorrow at 6am to walk to the gym, and hopefully get more stuff accomplished in the morning. Remember how I was wondering what I was going to do without my kids for all this time? Well, color me so blowing that out of proportion. I'm *so* glad they're not underfoot for all this; there's no way I'd find the energy to keep up with them right now.
Which reminds me. I have to add going to the nursery tomorrow on to my to do list. I do believe that makes it 21 things to get done. God, I'm tired already.