I f*&%ing hate the moving process.

UGH.  

Okay, the movers came to get our stuff in Hawaii on July 23.  Our estimated arrival date for HHGs was September 5th.  Of course, our stuff didn't come on the 5th.  Then, on Wednesday, James was able to get online and find the "it absolutely has to be here by this date" on the website.  September 23.  THEN...yesterday he gets the call.  The one we've been waiting for since the 5th!  The HHGs people telling us our stuff is here!  Yay!  *jumps up and down*.  Oh, but wait...  Yes, your stuff is here, but the moving company is all booked up, so we won't be able to deliver your stuff til September 20.  Are you f#$%ing kidding me?  Why did you even bother to tell me it was here!?  You could have just called and said "your stuff will get delivered on the 20th".  Why did you feel the need to get us all excited about our stuff arriving, only to rip it right back out from under us?  Big WTF to you people!  When all is said and done, we will have been without our stuff for 60 days.  60 days!