we moved out of our apartment three months ago. (has it been that long already?) i totally underestimated the amount of time it would take to pack. after stacking this pile of boxes in the hall i thought we were doing pretty good but it was only the beginning. thankfully we had plenty of help watching the girls so we could get stuff done and lindsay (dan's sister) came and packed up my dishes. they are my least favorite thing to pack so i was VERY grateful. and not a single one broke!
can i just tell you how hard dan worked? it was insane. he never stopped. it was SO hot - az in the middle of the summer - and we had so much stuff but he just kept going. incredible. that's what he is. anyway...we decided to use ABF, a moving company that drops off a trailer and lets you load and secure it. then they drive it across the country for you. well, they charge per linear foot and we ended up taking much more space than we anticipated. dan spent 8 hours (into the middle of the night) unpacking a portion of the trailer, taking apart everything that could come apart, and repacking it all to save some money. he did an awesome job.
friends from our ward helped pack the truck one evening (our stuff took up 19 feet in that big ol' truck!) and more friends watched the girls later that week while dan and i cleaned. all too soon we were moved out and saying farewell to our little apartment in lehi.
our view out the living room window will be dearly missed. our neighbors walking across the pasture to milk our landlord's cow, annabelle. the irrigation and all the birds and ducks that came with it. the ancient red tractor being used on some home improvement project. so many memories.
i was a little emotional when i looked at the girls' empty room - so many precious hours spent nursing, rocking, reading, and playing in that room with both of my little girls.
one last look down lockwood st. oh how we loved this quiet, rural "suburb" of mesa. we had dear neighbors and friends and felt so loved and taken care of as we started rasing our girls here. it truly felt like home and one day we might end up back there.
for me, the hardest part of this move was saying good bye to these two because i wasn't sure if/when i'd see them again. i'm grateful that we lived close to my grandparents and had countless opportunities to just sit and visit. we shared many sunday dinners and late night canasta games.
we spent our last week in az staying with dan's family. it was great to be done with the packing/cleaning/loading and just enjoy our limited time with them. grandpa skinner was the first one to say goodbye since he was leaving on a business trip. our last night in mesa we had a bbq and played games. and then in the morning we were off.
we miss family and friends - mine and his, old and young. and it has been an adjustment being so far away and on our own. but we'd been waiting for this move for so long, knowing where we'd be going and making preparations. surprisingly, i wasn't nervous, just excited. and so far it's turned out to be everything we hoped.
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Oh I have heard of that moving company, sounds like a good way to go, and isn't it so true that we always have waayyy more stuff than we think!? I can't imagine packing up our stuff here and saying goodbye like you had to do. We will see where this next year brings us... we'll see you next weekend, we decided to come, did I tell you that? Love you!
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