Moving is a pain in the ass

I have two more days to finish getting shit out of my place and clean it. Besides being busy as hell with work, and trying to think about wedding planning, having to move sucks. I even had movers, thank god, but still haven't quite finished. And Mark's house has practically no storage space. The kitchen needs remodeling in a major way. It might become the top priority after the wedding, along with getting the baby's room together.
Half of my shit is being stored in my Grandma's basement, which is clean and dry. The basement of the place I a moving out of is damp, and moldy. Anything down there has a layer of mold. We have given tons of shit away to Good Will. And I discoved FreeCycle here in columbus, so some people are coming to pick up my washer and dryer tomorrow. Monday I have a guy coming to pick up all kinds of shit for a family who relocated from Louisiana. I have given tons of clothes away because I couldn't fit them in the closet I have at Mark's. Figured it wouldn't fit any way, and when it did fit again, I doubt I'd want to be where those clothes.

I think with the wedding money we should re-do the kitchen, that way we will have somewhere to put the things we get.

Mark's house needs to be cleaned in a way that it has never experienced, which is next on the list after I have finished moving and we get rid of all this stuff on Monday. Every blind and curtain in the house needs to be thrown away. Well except the curtains in Mark's room they are fairly new.

New Carpet. Also another major priority.