Moving tales

by | Mar 9, 2013 | Throwback | 3 comments

Good morning, loves!  We are moving right along with this move.  Oh.  I said move a lot.  Anyway.  This post is mostly brought to you by massive amounts of caffeine and exhaustion!

The husband spent the night in the new house on Thursday night with the cat (George–who had been sick the week leading up to the move, so we felt it was best to move him directly there as he is anxious in the car and didn’t want to have to move him twice).  I spent the evening at my parents’ house in Raleigh, which is only about 45 mins to an hour away.

I arrived, and wow.  The house looks so much better than it did when I visited it back in January.  There was this God awful blue carpeting through most of the house which just didn’t do it any favors.  The school came in and ripped them up and refinished the hardwoods!  I cannot even believe how beautiful it looks.  We are so lucky to be so well taken care of by the University.

[living room]

The movers arrived around 11.  The hub was out picking up supplies to rig up some kind of fencing since our original idea is flushed because the neighbor’s fence that we were going to connect to isn’t on the edge of his property line.  I directed the unloading process, which seemed to go fairly easily.  It wasn’t until I went to actually start unpacking that I noticed that most of the boxes, though semi-labled, where not in the rooms they came from (kitchen stuff in bedroom, garage stuff in guest room, master bedroom stuff in storage room–it was kind of a mess)!  Though this seems like a rather small detail–I’m one tiny person.  Half the reason for the movers is because I can’t move the boxes from room to room.  Oh, well.  I managed.

[our cute little country style house!]
[the movers took the most direct route to the door, ha!]
As you can tell, if you look past the truck in this picture, we are right on campus.  That’s the library across from us!
[so thankful for this hardworking man]

This morning we’re waiting on the cable guy.  Well, I’m waiting on the cable guy (and my mom.  And my dog–my parents kept Bailey for us yesterday while the movers were in and out), while the husband continues his work outside.  I made us breakfast (eggs in a basket and turkey bacon) and then started looking for the cable boxes (we’re sticking with DirectTV, so they instructed us to just move the receivers and the technician here will just hook them up).  I found 2/4 with no problem.  The third one took an additional half hour to hunt down.  The 4th one?  COULD NOT FREAKING FIND IT ANYWHERE!  I emptied the contents of every box in every room (mind you, just strewing them about in no particular order–our pretty new house is ransacked now).  Finally, I was getting really annoyed.  I had the husband come in to check the boxes in the storage unit (where he literally opened every. single. freaking. box) while I did one more search of all the boxes inside.

There was one box I didn’t touch.  It was marked “Master Bedroom: Shoes.”  Okay.  Let me first say–the receiver that was missing came from the Loft.  Not the Master.  But of course–why WOULDN’T it be in that box?  I was relieved to find it–but sheesh.  What a mess I’m left with now!  I guess that means I just have to move forward with all the unpacking/decorating sooner than I had planned!

Okay.  This is one long boring post.  If you made it this far–congratulations.  I wish I could give you a cup of coffee.  Or a hug!

Hope you all have lovely Saturdays!  I am so glad and so thankful that everything has worked out the way it has.  And I’m so thankful to you all who have stuck with me and supported us both through all of this.  You all make my heart so dag-gone happy.

And though I’ve always lived in the South–now that I live in a podunk-middle-of-nowhere-town, I feel it’s necessary to say….

BYE Y’ALL!

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3 Comments

  1. Happy Moving!!

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  2. I'm glad that you're getting settled in! Such a cute little house too!

    How long will you be there? Long enough to really make it a home, I hope. (Or did I miss that part?)

    Have a great day!

    Reply

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