Saturday, August 6, 2011
Two weeks have passed since this ginormous truck was packed...and I do have to add NOT by us. Glory be to have movers. What a luxury for which I was unbelievably grateful.
We have been out of Ohio for two weeks now. Living in hotels for two weeks now. Two weeks of living from a suitcase. After two weeks of traveling, living in hotels, and gaining my barrings I am finally posting a recap of our travels.
Today I am sharing a little of our last day in Ohio. The packing, the loading, the cleaning, the good-byes, the sweating, and the crying. The closing of one era of our lives and the starting of another.
The movers came on one day to pack our whole house up. Then they came the next day to load up the giant truck. I felt SO bad for them because it had to be one of the worst heat/humidity days that we had seen all summer. There was so much stuff and they had to haul it out of the house and into the truck all day.
Once the rooms were cleared, we cleaned a little. Middle LOVES to vacuum, so he got to help me.
We took time from cleaning and getting ready to say good bye to friends. We said good bye to friends...
There may have been crying...sorry to the few of you who had to say good-bye twice. I just couldn't seem to let some of you go.
Did I mention that the day we moved was hotter then the hubs of Hades? Well it was. I mean look at my poor children's heads...
Yup...eww gross that is all sweat...we won't mention that the absence of pictures of me at this point is the only thing saving you from seeing my 13-year-old-boy stank sweat through my shirt nastiness.
After one long hot, slightly depressing day, the truck was packed.
The boys not-quite-excitedly watched all our belongings drive away.
Shorty after the truck drove away, there were tears. Oldest cried for a good 20 minutes...which in turn made me almost cry. I didn't...I mean I had to put on a brave face for my Little Mister.
About an hour after the truck drove away, we packed up our luggage, the boys, and all our travel provisions in the minivan. Hubby and I stood one last time in our first home. We hugged each other, cried, and then laughed at our gooey sentimental selves.
Then we got in the car, said a family prayer, and then started our cross-country drive towards our new home.
Stay tuned for more Moving Recap...yeah I know you are sitting on the edge of your seats.