Movig Diaries II

Day Two: Another day, tell me it was all a bad dream. Tell me that I don't have to get up and begin this insane packing all over again. Every joint in my body is throbbing because my own bed is already packed away to the moving van. (no pictures sorry, I can't find all hardware to my camera) Okay so lets fast forward that day. Let's fast forward just after we've closed off the house. Daddy and LittleE have left. That leaves baby, big sister, grandma (MIL) and me behind. We pack up the last few thing, lock up and begin our trip to the new place, about an hour away.

Grandma was gonna follow me but while we were on the highway I glanced back and realized they were exiting the highway. So I called. "Oh we just wanted to stop and get an ice tea." OOoohkay. "Well I'm going to get off at the **** exit and get some gas. That would give you a chance to catch up."
okay.
Okay.
bye

So I called my husband, and he said he was behind us. Him and LittleE had gone the long way so they were way behind. But for some reason, I was so out of it that I had lost my exit. Turns out that I was way closer to the new place. And I'm low on gas. I thought well I don't want to get gas on the south side of town. Okay so I'm just going to go with the flow, I have just enough gas to take me to the house but I'm going to take a different exit than everyone else because I know of a gas station right where I need it. Okay. so .

Daddy and son way behind, grandma and big sister have stopped for tea and have probably gotten back on the highway by now and should be catching up by now. I get my gas and have proceeded towards our new home, HEY better call my best friend she said she would meet us their but I'm running behind now. I have taken this one road that cuts through and take me straight to the main road that i need to be on. OH look a detour. WHAT?!? Great. I successfully made it through and have arrived at the gate to our new place, I type in the code. "Access denied" WTF? Okay. let me do it again. NOPE. I'm a little freaked at the moment because the vehicles are piling up behind me waiting to get in. OH guess who is behind me. Grandma and big sis, HUH? another vehicle waiting patiently and pulling up the line My husband and his tiny assistant. Too crazy, we all took separate routes all very different and we ended up showing up at the same time. I thought that was bizarre. So I began to punch random numbers (well not so random) but I some how got the gate open.
it was meant to be.

Minutes after we parked all the vehicles my girlfriend pulled up with another friend of our and we just did turbo unpacking. we ripped through that big moving van, that took us two half days to pack. I'd say it took us about 1 -2 hours to finish. (actually I don't know how long it took but it seemed like someone hit the fast forward button and we were all just running around like a big bunch of maniacs. The coolest part was when a path was cleared to my piano and our friend E, started playing, it sounds so good in a moving van. HEh. *SIGH* good times.

Another friend of mine showed and that was really cool. Mary came by and hung out for a bit, and she drove us to get some food and beers.
I thought that was the perfect end to a busy day, food and beers with good people and good friends. I couldn't be any luckier to have such great friends come to my rescue.

Day three: we returned the van and returned to our house in the country to do some more packing and cleaning, because although we took a big bite out of it. We are only maybe a 1/2 done. There is much packing to be done, and everything seems so hen pecked. ERRRRGH!
(to be continued)

P.S I love my cable TV. and I love trash day. :) Yes I said trash day.