Happy Monday, friends! It was a long, but oh-so-exciting weekend moving into the new house. Yay! We are now officially living there, which is beyond excellent. Let’s take a closer look, shall we?
I headed home Friday night to do some packing, since we planned to move all of the stuff from my in-laws’ house throughout the day on Saturday. It’s amazing how much stuff you can cram into a 10 x 10 bedroom, ya’ll. We had it packed to the rafters, so we more than had our work cut out for us getting it ready to move.
First order of business was a big breakfast to a) stave off my nausea, and b) fuel ourselves for the long day ahead. I had some grits first to sort of pad out my stomach, then had a bacon, egg and cheese sandwich and some coffee. Perfection.
We had a surprisingly large amount of furniture at my in-laws’: a bed, two dressers, a desk, two bookcases, and a futon. Plus our summer tires, camping equipment, and LOTS of other miscellany. The day was sort of haphazard because we were still packing while trying to move, but we made it work.
With three vehicles and myself, Ben, and my father-in-law packing and cleaning, we made three trips to the house, which covered the majority of our stuff. We left behind a few bulky items, plus Thor the fish, for another day.
After the last trip, we ate a final supper with my in-laws, then headed home to do as much unpacking and settling as possible before an early bed time. I overdid it somewhat, and my right hip and back were letting me know. I took a long, hot shower and passed the eff out.
We were up and at ’em at 7:30 to get breakfast and ready ourselves. We hadn’t done any grocery shopping yet, so we headed to downtown Jeffersonville for coffee, breakfast sammies, and a donut from The Cupboard. Between locals getting their morning coffee and ski bums fueling up for the day, the place was jamming. We had a nice little conversation with a local guy who knew EXACTLY where our house was just based on a brief description. Damn I love our small town!
At 9, Ben headed out to meet our caravan of friends and trucks at our storage unit, while I headed off to pick up coffee, snacks, and beer for all of our helpers. You can’t ask people to help you move and then not feed them, amiright?
Shortly after I got home, our friends Nick and Nikki showed up with baby Kalamack in tow. Apparently we had so many hands that our entire storage unit was unloaded and packed into trucks in 20 minutes flat, so Nick and Nikki were there to help unload.
Guys, I can’t recommend highly enough the way we moved. We had close to a dozen people and about 8 trucks, and all of our stuff was into our house within 30 minutes of arrival! Since I overdid it on Saturday, I just directed traffic and chatted with our helpers. We are so, so grateful for all the help we had. I couldn’t really have done much more than I did without possibly hurting myself, so it worked out perfectly.
Our helpers all stayed to chat for a while once the load-in was done, and then by about 1:30, Ben and I were left alone to nest. I wish I’d taken pictures, because we did SO MUCH unpacking over the course of the afternoon and evening. We also took a break to grocery shop, of course, because the only thing that can make a new house better is FOOD. And we made our first supper and sat down at the table to eat together, which was really lovely. And then we were both in bed and passed out before 10 pm because DAMN that was a long, busy weekend!
So now it’s Monday and I’m at work, when all I really want to be doing is unpacking and settling into our new house. C’est la vie, non? We still have plenty of work to do, including a second coat of paint in the kitchen/dining/living rooms, painting closets, and ALL the unpacking, but we’re trying to just take it easy and remember that we have all the time in the world. This is our forever home, and we’re not going anywhere anytime soon.