The Move: Part III

THE MOVE: PART III
Sunday (April 6th) was just loverly. We woke up at our leisure (again) and had a nice, slow breakfast at the hotel. Then we drove. All. Day. Long.

We were finally able to hear some of conference, but not until the afternoon. The only talks we heard were Elder Bednar's, Elder Ballard's, and President Monson's. The only talk we heard in it's entirety was Elder Ballard's. I'm wondering if the Lord was trying to tell me something, hmmm?

Anyway, the day was slightly uneventful. Our kids are amazing travelers. Truly, they are! We've taken them on so many road trips, since birth, and so they are used to long drives. From Provo to Blackfoot and Provo to LA. From Concord to Blackfoot; from Concord to LA. My favorite? From Provo to Lethbridge, Alberta. And, of course, we have to drive back to Provo (or Concord). So, thereby, wherefore, and what with, our kids have gotten used to the car. Makes sense to me, since they really have little choice, you know.

So, we arrived at our empty house at about 8PM Sunday night. We got out the sleeping bags and air mattresses and had ourselves a nice little camp-out in our rooms.

The next day, we registered #1 for school, went grocery shopping, saw Brandon's office, and then drove to SLC to see my fabulous buddy, Ann. She was kind enough to let us hang out all afternoon, since I had no boxes to unpack, nor furniture to sit on. Plus, our kids like each other, so it works out well. We ended up staying through the evening --Brandon drove up after work --and we had dinner with them. Then it was back to our sleeping bags, etc.

Tuesday (the 8th) was #1's and #2's first day of school! We (the kids and I) walked #1 into her new classroom; she fell right into place, which didn't surprise me at all. #2 went to preschool --a fabulous woman in our ward teaches out of her home and #2 recognized several kids from the neighborhood. The boys and I went home and I started stripping wallpaper in the Master Bedroom. More obvious activities (lunch, picking up kids from school, etc.) and then that afternoon the truck came! With all our stuff! And we unloaded it! The EQ came to help and once again, we supplied the pizza. I labeled all the rooms so they knew exactly where to go. We were done in just over an hour.

The next couple of days, you can imagine, were filled with unpacking. Even now, I'm still unpacking, although I really think I'll be done by this weekend. Yes, dear reader, it is true! I can't stand boxes full of stuff. I can't stand things not being in their place. I cannot stand knowing that things are lying about willy-nilly in random corners of the house. Now, once everything has it's place, then I can turn back into the housewife who doesn't care about messes. Well, actually, I do care that there are messes, I just get too tired to do anything about it. But for some reason, with moving, the adrenaline kicks in and remains for weeks, people! Weeks! Hallelujah for that!

So, today, I shall unpack the basement and finally put away my food storage (i.e. a whole bunch of canned goods). I shall also do something fun with the kids via my promise I made to them for this spring break -break. And go grocery shopping. And do laundry. And try to answer more emails. And pray I get a shower.

Coming up tomorrow: Sense and Sensibility! Also, "Why I Hate Renters." Ooh, it's gonna be good!