Moving weekend...

It's moving day!  It's moving day!  Time to round up all of your crap put it in a truck and unload it at the new place.  In the days and weeks leading up to the move, lots of my lady friends came over and helped to put stuff in boxes.  Saturday, Will organized all of the menfolk to come and do all of the heavy lifting.  I think Mormon moves are one of the great miracles in my life.  As a married couple, Will and I have moved eleven times (I think) and people from church have moved us 9 of those times.  It is amazing...people just show up and start hauling your crap.  It can happen very quickly.  I think our record is two hours for loading up at an old house and getting fully unloaded at a new house.  Will has helped families move countless times and he is an organizational wizard.  He knows how to get us all packed before help arrives so the processes is easier.

After we got all of the major stuff done (moving furniture and boxes).  I went back to the old house to tie up a few loose ends.  There were a couple of curtains to take down and some loose stuff in the yard and garage that didn't make it onto the truck.  It took me a few hours to clean and gather stuff before heading over to the new house.  One of the last things I grabbed was this sign that has been on our bedroom door for years.  I think Clare made it for Will when he was on a business trip.

 

Sunday after church we took the kids back to the empty house.  We also delivered a little bag of going away goodies to our neighbors to thank them for being so good to us.  Truthfully, we have at the best neighbors!  I am going to miss them more than anything.  After our unpleasant neighbor experience in the apartment, our neighbors on Cambrian way were a continual blessing.

 

Monday morning Colter and I went back to do the very last bit of clean up and leave the house open for our house cleaner to come do a deep clean.  I get emotional every time we move out of a house.  It is hard to leave memories and places where family magic happened.  I was sad about leaving this house but not as sad as I have been before.  I think the excitement of finally owning our own home overshadowed any sorrow I had.  Cambrian way was a darling home for our family for five years.  That is the longest we have ever lived in one place.  Second only to Redwood City where we lived for four years.  Colter came home as a new baby to Cambrian Way and it is the only house he and Adell have memories from.  A lot of growing up and love happened there and we will miss a lot of things about Cambrian Way.  Thanks for the memories!

However, we are so happy to have our own house.  We love, love, love it!  Now to get unpacked and settled...that should take a while.