What a damn week. Holy crap. If you follow us on social media (and I mean, if you don’t, that’s ridiculous), you already know that I moved. Well it was a hell of a move and we are still settling in and unpacking.
Because of the move, things have really blurred together and can barely remember anything that happened before moving day last week. Tuesday, while I was getting ready to take the kids to the pool, we found out that we got the house. It was extremely shocking, because we had so many issues with finding and being approved for something we loved.
Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday was a lot of working and preparing to move. So much packing and it’s funny how it goes – you start out packing very organized with labels on everything….and quickly devolve into throwing shit into garbage bags.
Friday, we got the keys to the house in the evening and took the kids inside for the first time. I was so happy to look around again, because there were lots of details I had completely forgotten.
Once we left, we went home to grill at the apartment one last time.
And then, it was Moving Day. Holy hell. TWENTY HOURS. Stuart, me, and 4 crazy ass kids.
It was finally done and the unpacking and settling in commenced.
And that was my crazy-ass week. Who else freaking HATES moving?!