Life is too crazy when we move. I have been neglecting the blog anyway — and now it’s just ridiculous. I sent a “catching up” email to a few friends, so I realized I could use a few excerpts to update here as well.
On Tuesday, July 5, I took the kids to playgroup. We went to Sterling Skaggs park, and it was SO bloomin’ hot. But they got to see the Hughes’ and the Wrights, and the Fergusons and the Parkers and the Chirchs and Davies and the Purtells and probably a few others I’m forgetting at the moment. When it was time to leave, I just cried and cried pulling out of the parking lot. Susannah said, “Mommy, you cry a little bit?” and Jonas said, “It’s okay, Mom. When we get settled in you will feel better and won’t cry so much.” (I guess we’ve been using that “get settled in” phrase a lot.)
By the time we got home the packers were done! Jonas laid down on his sleeping bag and napped pretty hard, and Susannah napped in her crib (which they hadn’t taken apart yet).
Wednesday morning the crew arrived late – which was frustrating, because when we called the main office they couldn’t reach the driver (apparently his cell phone was dead!?) so he had no idea when they were coming. They finally got to our house a little after 10:00, and I left for the mall with the kids. We took home Chick-Fil-A for lunch, ate with Chris, and by then the downstiars was loaded on the truck. So we went down there, put a movie on the laptop, and gated off that bottom doorway to keep the kids out of the movers’ way. BUT IT TOOK THEM FOREVVVVER! The driver had had heart attacks and told us he wasn’t allowed to do lifting :-z So instead of 3 guys working, it was just 2 and they didn’t finish until after 6 pm.
At that point, we still had to finish the cleaning up, get the kids some dinner, and then we had a four-hour drive ahead of us. I just didn’t think I could do it – I mean, I’d be driving probably 7-11 pm! And then we’d have to unload our cars to even be able to put the kids to bed. Not good. So we put the kids right to bed, finished cleaning up the last few things, and set our alarms for 3.am.
We got up EARRRRLY Thursday morning (July 7), loaded up the cars, and hit the road. If you’re on Facebook I’m sure you saw my posts that morning– we were only five minutes down the road when Jonas threw up the first time. And then it happened every 15 minutes for the next 3 hours. Poor guy!! I still don’t know if it was a real virus or just his nerves about moving. We had gotten both kids a bag of “yay for moving day” little gifts, and one of