My life is not ideal. I try to convey that in this blog. Moving is horrible. There, I said it. Trying to move with 2 teens and 1 pre-teen is like trying to move with the 3 Stooges. They are either goofing off and laughing so hard they can't carry anything, or are bickering about who is doing the most work.
Last Saturday we started at 7:30 a.m. loading the Uhaul truck. We didn't finish unloading until 7:30 p.m. Then I still had to drive 20 minutes south to return the truck, grab my car, go to the old place and grab the cats, and then go to the new home. To say I was tired is an understatement.
My kids seriously did amazing, getting it all loaded and unloaded. Tom was a bit on the lazy side Saturday, but made up for it on Tuesday when he helped me clean the old place. We had the inspection for the old place, and it passed muster, so I now have a check in the bank, which was what the mortgage company paid me to move out before 90 days passed. I am glad it is over. It has been a week of constant running back to the old place to finish up, and getting all utilities situated. Add to that, Sam started her other 3 college classes this week, so for 4 days each week (until she gets her license), I am running her down to the town where she can catch the bus, then going back to pick her up in the afternoon. The bus doesn't come as far as our little town.
I would love to show you pictures of the new home, but in the vein of keeping it real, Blogger isn't letting me upload any at the moment lol. I will try again tomorrow.
Now it is just about settling into the new place. Each day I just take a bit at a time, working my way slowly through boxes.
I will update more once we are settled. Thank you to everyone for all the prayers and well wishes! They were a true blessing!
YHVH is in control, and I love it!