Moving day

So, yes, this is two months after the fact, but its Christmas and I have some down time so I'm catching up on posts. And this one is worth recording, I think. We had asked quite a few friends to help us move on October 30. Five minutes before 10am, two guys showed up. By 10:15, our lawn looked like the picture below. My mother-in-law described the process as a train that couldn't be stopped. The crew that assembled and the work that they did was amazing, exciting and humbling. Most of the people worked to move the 95% of the house that I had already packed. A few of the women stayed at the old house to pack the things that I hadn't packed yet. When they finished packing, they started cleaning. We had done very little in the garage. A few of the men tackled it. By 2:30, the house and the garage were virtually empty and they were totally clean. My father-in-law, who has helped his 3 children move many times, said this was the first time that he was able to help one of his kids move without actually moving anything (he spent the whole day, much of the week in fact, tiling the bathtub). At the end of the day, even though we weren't actually in our new house, we were so happy and satisfied with the day. And incredibly grateful for the friends God has given us in this place.

The whole yard was filled with trucks, trailers, people and our stuff!


When the furniture doesn't want to go down the steps, the furniture can go out the window.


In preparation for moving day, I made about 8 pounds of meatballs for subs. The food barely fed the crew of people we had. I quickly noticed that even though we had over 30 people in our house, it never seemed crowded. That makes me so happy and eager for entertaining in the years ahead.