Having ones moving company inform you just two days before you were slated to be moved by them that they weren’t going to help you move, so that they could move soldiers instead, makes for an interesting moving experience.
It also creates an opportunity for people to really shine and show their generosity.
Thanks to Dan, Dave (his 71-year old father), Cliff, Phil, Andy, James, Lindsey, Samuel, Samuel’s mother, and one guy whose name escaped me, and a combined 29 trips across town, we are moved.
Tomorrow Sibylle and I will return to the house on Frey and clean it, and remove the unused boxes before handing in our keys and garage door opener. It will be a little bittersweet I think; it was a very good place for us to live, and we will always have fond memories of the little house by the park. The only thing that makes leaving that house behind bearable, is having a wonderful new house that is ours to call home.
Our new home is organized chaos at the moment, each day we put away a little more, and each day it feels more like ours. Now that the moving is completed we can focus on the moving in.
