I wish I had some pictures to share with you of this 72 hour journey but if I could actually remember where the camera cord is packed I would award myself the smartest packer in the world and take a break for the rest of the day. For the most part we arrived in Atlanta intact and smiling. Here are just a few of our hiccups. Minor in scale if you ask me but comical.
1) There is a small to medium divot in the Savannah yard from the first attempt to back the 26 foot yellow truck into the driveway. Sorry!
2) Amos nearly lost his left arm as he bolted under the brake pedal of the Big Bird when Brad has just pulled into a little Atlanta traffic on Saturday. To brake this 8000lb truck with my entire life in it or to spare my dog his arm? That was the question. Amos still seems a little shaken but we know after a trip to his old dog park he'll be just fine.
3)I packed all 9 boxes of wet wipes I had just bought and Brooks didn't care. He has taken to black beans lately and his diapers are representative of his new favorite food. {Why do moms feel the need to describe their baby's diapers on the world wide web?}
4) Somehow our once seemingly even king size bed is no longer even. Have we been sleeping in a crooked bed for 18 months now or were we just too delirious to figure out why the four even sides of the bed rails don't make an even square last night? Mama said the crooked bed may be the cause of unexpected pregnancies. Thank you mom, we've been looking for the most logical explanation.
5) We somehow seem to be missing a box full of lamps and light bulbs. This wasn't an obstacle yesterday as we unpacked as it was sunny, bright, and 65 degrees but last night when we came home to a home with minimal overhead lighting and no functioning lamps and a flashlight packed in the bottom of a nameless box and boxes in every corner - dancing in the dark took on a new meaning.
6) The green truck got a warning. A dear Savannah friend offered to drive Brad's over sized South Georgia vehicle (his 2nd wife) up from Savannah to Atlanta. This was the biggest blessing last week! I was so worried because I can barely get in his truck without a boost but our sweet friend was fearless. Until some bored Atlanta police officer pulled her over - in what looked like a stolen truck with an expired registration. I would have been shaking in my boots but she seemed to laugh as she recalled the story. Luckily, the registration is up to date - the sticker just had fallen off. Of course someone doing us a favor would get pulled over for this even though Brad has never run into this little problem during his many run-ins with the law??? Oops.
7) We are living out of a Styrofoam cooler until we find time to buy (or accept an unused) fridge! If you stop by we have beer, butter, and some applesauce. Dig in!
Overall, this move was pretty seamless so far thanks to my hard working husband. You would be proud, too, we reused every piece of packing and paper that the professional movers used just 6 months ago and I was given strict orders to save every piece again - as there may be another more permanent move in the future. Really though, if you need help moving - don't call Brad! He is awesome and literally moved our 8000 lbs of stuff by himself and I hope he never has to do it again. He can give you some great advise though...and he looks pretty hot driving a 26 foot truck. I think his tractor's sexy!
Oh, and to top off this whirlwind of a weekend we had three dear friends just pop by yesterday to check on us. Goodness, we hadn't had anyone pop in to see us in such a long time and despite the chaos in the house we welcome any visitors! We are so happy to be back to a city that knows us even if it means a few more weeks in boxes!
Oh, and (my mind is racing as I am a little overwhelmed...I didn't get one hour of sleep last night due to this silly anxiety (and a loud thunderstorm)) Brad went to his first day of school today - or so it felt like. I packed him a lunch in his lunch pail and he skipped out the door. He'll be working about 4 miles away so we are so excited for many lunches together and hopefully a very pleasant commute - which is rare in Atlanta. He says he has a window office and he likes the restrooms in the office - so far so good. Those are the essentials to figure out on one's first day, right?
Seven Surprises of the First Christmas
15 hours ago
No comments:
Post a Comment