Boxes, Boxes and More Boxes

This weekend was an enormous undertaking. After several days of moving load after load of boxes over to the new house, we spent 8 hours on Friday cleaning our rental. Not that it wasn't already clean, but we scoured that place from top to bottom. It was absolutely exhausting. That place was sparkling. I'll just give you a little recap of the weekend.

Saturday (early morning) - My husband goes over to meet with our landlord to do a final walkthrough in order to determine how much of our deposit will be returned. After walking through the house, you know what the guy says? "Well, the place isn't as clean as I would have expected." Say what?!! My husband replied that he'd better be glad that I was there to hear that remark and, boy, was he right. When this was brought to my attention, I was seeing red. I can't even tell you the last time I've been that angry. I'm not really a physically aggressive person, but as livid as I was it probably would have been an ugly scene had I been present. Fortunately, I had family members arriving around that same time that forced me to calm down.

Saturday (late morning) - Uncles, aunts and cousins arrive to help carry the boxes from the garage to the appropriate rooms of the house. Nine sets of arms and legs are so much better than two! It only took about an hour to disperse everything appropriately, so we ordered pizza and plopped down on the couches/chairs/floor to catch up with each other. It's so nice to have family nearby to call on when you need them!

Saturday (afternoon) - marveled at the mass of boxes and the chore of unpacking looming. We got the beds assembled, the phone plugged in and tackled most of the kitchen.

Saturday (early evening) - Passed out on the bed around 8:00. Man, were we tired!

Sunday (morning) - We slept through church figuring God wouldn't hold it against us this week based on our circumstances.

Sunday (afternoon) - Drove to several baby stores to try to find nursery furniture that we could both agree on. After looking around for a while we decided that convertible is the way to go as we plan to hang on to this furniture for a minimum of eighteen years. Made our first of many Home Depot runs to come.

Yay!! We're in our house! Our very own house.