Wednesday, November 12, 2014


Two weeks ago we moved.

I bounced out of bed for the last time in our house that was no longer really our house and tried to hold myself down quietly while Boots and Mayhem slept.

It drizzled rain and I feared we wouldn't be able to get anything done besides pack all our worldly goods in boxes and wait for it to dry out while simultaneously unpacking things we needed while we were stalled.

The preacher called to tell me that he was praying for us because he knew this would be a hard week for us and to tell us he loved us.  I cried when we hung up.  I cried that last Sunday night at church all over everybody I got ahold of, too.  I'm pretty sure people thought I was cracking up, but I love my church and I am really sad to leave them.

We were able to move though.  We got 80% of everything packed in a cattle trailer and loaded on a trailer, hauled down the road, and unloaded all in the same incredibly long, stressful day.

Frank escaped outside through all the doors standing open and hid so we had to go back for him the next day.  When I say we I mean Boots, and he got clawed up one side and down the other for his trouble!

The next day Mayhem and I promptly came down with severe sinus congestion so unpacking was pretty difficult and Halloween was barely thought of since he had a fever for about 12 hours at one point.  The best we could do was cough and sniff while he pranced around in his little costume for a few hours.

Blame it on the dust, hormones, exhaustion, hunger, and being physically uprooted, but I was weepy over everything it seemed.  I fell to pieces seeing pictures of not my house anymore with someone else's things in it.  The way I was crying you'd think we were forced to move and hadn't wanted this to happen!

I was out of my element for a few days with a not yet functioning for me kitchen and being unable to find my dishes much less use them.  The hot water heater takes its job seriously and determined to scald me past the point of being sanitary.  Good thing I was the guinea pig that took the first bath, right?

Things are going well so far though and we are comfortable and happy.  I've got all the boxes unpacked and have been doing lots of organizing so maybe I will share pictures of this place soon.

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