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So, we finally made it back home a few weeks ago. Nearly everything that could go wrong did. I felt a lot of opposition ever since preparing for the move. We spent almost all of the money we had saved on this move, and most of it went to the moving company who overcharged us big time and didn't even take half our stuff. The other stuff that we planned on taking either got left with neighbors for safe-keeping or went to the curb for garbage pick-up or we gave it away. It was so frustrating. I had to throw a lot of good stuff away, like artwork, a perfectly good coffee maker, a stroller, a computer desk and chair, my children's toddler beds. It makes me sick just thinking about this. FYI--the moving company's name is Ace Moving Co. from Brooklyn, NY. I had checked them out on the BBB website, but I forgot to pay attention to the fact that they obviously had had some problems before and had only been on the BBB website for about a year. (They can change the company name and get back on the BBB website with a higher rating.) Ugh!!! I am so mad at myself for that. (Not to mention it didn't go over so well with my boyfriend. But he wasn't much help in deciding either.) I might as well had gone with PODS and I would have spent the same amount, but I wouldn't have had to throw out my good stuff! And the movers came a week after we got here. But they brought all my stuff, so I'm not going to complain anymore about them other than they need people who can speak understandable English and who don't lie to customers. Okay...moving on LOL....

Then, as we were getting ready to leave, the trailer lights and our truck taillights decided to stop working. So, we decided to turn on the lights on the car we were towing so no one would hit us from behind. This worked until we reached St. Louis, MO, when apparently the battery went dead on my car since I forgot to turn the car on for a while to charge the battery. A highway patrolman stopped me. Thankfully he didn't give me a ticket, just told me where I could find a gas station (that was closed for the night) to stop and figure out what we were going to do. We had to end up staying there the whole night and leave around 5:30 the next morning.

We got home around 10:00 AM that day, thankfully, but came home to a mountain of work. My sister left the whole house, inside and out, a huge mess that I'm still cleaning up. I don't really want to embarrass her and go into details, but it's not like she would ever read this. There was cat or dog poop in the house and trash everywhere, the floors were filthy, the yard was nearly two feet tall in some places. I really didn't want to come home to this! I've got a lot of it cleaned up. I just need to figure out how to organize things and get the clutter out of the way.

The week before last we were leaving my sister-in-law's house, and the headlights on my car wouldn't come on. My boyfriend took a look under the hood, and someone had gotten into my car popped open the hood and taken out the fuse for the headlights. Then later after that was fixed and I was on the highway, I noticed a car following me with one headlight brighter than the other. And nearly every time I've been on my way home from her house at night there has been at least one car with one headlight brighter than the other following me; sometimes more than one. I have my suspicions of who it is who took out the fuse, but I'm not completely sure still. Google gangstalking and this will give you an idea of what this is.

Well, that's about it for now. I'm tired from just writing about my journey. I feel like I've been here a few months and it's only been about three weeks!