Thursday, May 26, the moving van is full and our little house on McDermott Road is empty. We didn't get a chance to be here as long as we first hoped, but we enjoyed our time and made some good memories during the last eight months and so I'm a little sad as I take one last look around. Farewell little house. I lock the door and get in my truck and head south.
South is where our new home awaits. Complete with a new garden shed, which dad built for me last week. Mom and dad flew out while I was in Tucson to help Andrea take care of the kids and to help alleviate the storage shortage at the new digs. Mom juggled the three boys while dad and Andrea came down to the new house to paint and to put up the shed. I can't thank them enough, it was a huge help.

I got a few pictures after the old house was all packed. This one in the kitchen pretty much says it all: we've got too much stuff.

Twenty thousand pounds of stuff, to be exact, and it all fit on that big truck there at the end of the driveway. Barely. I'm sure glad I didn't have to lug it all into the house.

Wait, you want me to do what, honey? Okay, I can move the dresser from the boy's room into ours, but are you sure you want these boxes of books downstairs? Groan...
South is where our new home awaits. Complete with a new garden shed, which dad built for me last week. Mom and dad flew out while I was in Tucson to help Andrea take care of the kids and to help alleviate the storage shortage at the new digs. Mom juggled the three boys while dad and Andrea came down to the new house to paint and to put up the shed. I can't thank them enough, it was a huge help.
I got a few pictures after the old house was all packed. This one in the kitchen pretty much says it all: we've got too much stuff.
Twenty thousand pounds of stuff, to be exact, and it all fit on that big truck there at the end of the driveway. Barely. I'm sure glad I didn't have to lug it all into the house.
Wait, you want me to do what, honey? Okay, I can move the dresser from the boy's room into ours, but are you sure you want these boxes of books downstairs? Groan...