We are still moving in. It feels like the boxes are multiplying. Trying to find places for everything is really hard. I decided the whole moving ordeal is hard. I am so thankful for family and good friends who ignored my "I am all right" and took their precious time to help me and my family pack. What a huge ordeal!!! We could not have done it without them. I did have the opportunity to watch my husband load the piano into the truck by himself. Then he and I loaded the front load washer. He lifted and I pulled (which about killed me). He is now called HE Man!! My friend watched him pick up the couch, in the trailer, over his head and spin it around. She now agrees with me on his new name.
It was hard leaving what we had called home for 9 1/2 years. I really liked my house but loved the neighborhood and the friends that we had. I had never been out of Idaho. So far here in Washington it is so pretty and the people have been really nice. The cul-de-sac is quiet. The ward has been great. Other than the weather, a bit (a lot) more traffic, and lots of boxes left to unpack I have nothing to complain about. On a good note right now the sky is clear and the sun is out. It is beautiful! Tiko (our dog) has been laying on the rug in front of the door basking in the sun.
He is finally over his depression mode. He seemed to take the move harder than anyone. Who would of figured?
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Love the blog, and we are excited to have you, although I understand how hard it is to move. Hopefully, your transition has been okay :)
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