It is late Monday night and after a week long ag.gray.gate hiatus the internet is all hooked up here in the new house and we are all moved in. The kids are snuggled in their new bedrooms and I am nestled in between boxes and other "move-in" clutter with a cuppa and the Mac. Surprisingly, it already feels like home here.
Last week I had sent out a Facebook APB. We were in dire need of movers and I was having a little bit of a moment. Our home was beginning to look like an episode of Hoarders and my husband, who is a mover in between dream jobs, mentioned that everything might not fit. The thought of which gave me palpitations. Thankfully, not only did our friends turn out in full force Friday morning, they worked their arses off lifting, cleaning and getting us out by noon. Most everything did fit into the truck too, what didn't we bequeathed as small thank yous to those who so selflessly gave up their Friday to help us.
Then it was time. I picked up the kids from their sleepover at a friends (another super generous gesture) and we were given what felt like a royal send off. Mike drove with his dad in the moving truck to Christina Lake and I drove with the hobbits to meet my mom in Castlegar where we spent the night.
We took possession at noon on Saturday and have been settling in ever since. The kids stayed with my mom in Castlegar that first day while Mike's parents and two of his cousins moved all of our worldly belongings into our Rossland house.
Both our parents are here till Wednesday giving us a huge headstart on doing the gazillion things that transform a house into a home. There is still so much to do, it is overwhelming and exhilarating all at the same time... and I really need a shower!