Moving Day!

Sometimes, I come up with cockamamie ideas.  Like moving.  Who does that not even a year from the last time they moved?!  We do, that's who.  Finding a place was easy enough, but transitioning between two places is a whole other matter in and of itself.  After we found this wonderful new home, which is one side of an "A" duplex in Richland, I went to work and began packing up anything that didn't require imminent use.  As my luck would have it, my hips and low back had flared up only a few weeks before, making packing and relocating our home extremely painful.  However, I have some pretty amazing maternal figures in my life.  First, my mommy came over and helped me get some boxes filled.  Since we signed the lease in the middle of the month we were free to move in at any time.  We took advantage of this as much as possible and took boxes over before the "BIG" day.  The day after, Ty's momma also gave me some much needed packing support.  Again, packing took place and boxes were transported.  Ty's parents were going to be in Provo to support his brother with his music, despite my efforts to remind them that Ty is their favorite.  Because they wouldn't be available when we moved the large and heavy stuff, they offered to help us, the weekend before, move anything we could fit in their trailer and truck-bed.  Ty's brother and his family made a surprise visit and came to lend a hand...or two.  And a couple of arms.  We so appreciate it all!  Also, it appears that packing (or whatever it was that I did) helps hip pain because by that Sunday I actually felt 100% better.  Yay!

It took us a little while, but we finally decided to make the big move day the last Friday of the month.  We let our family and our ward's Elders Quorum know and proceeded to make plans.  My mom and dad would arrive with the trailer at 5:00 PM and the Elders Quorum at 5:30.  Throughout the week we packed and took more things over to the new place.  I took one day to unpack the kitchen and I'm so glad I did.  When we officially moved in, at least that was done.  Friday came and Ty was able to get half the day off and we took a few car loads of stuff over.  My mommcita called me to let me know that they would probably be running about an hour behind.  A flush of anxiety came over me.  I was worried our Elders Quorum would be standing around for half an hour with nothing to do.  They, essentially, worked out what they needed to came to the rescue of their favorite (okay, only) daughter and were here (I mean there) a little after 5:00.  To pass the time, until the ward members came, we began packing the trailer with what we were able.  Five-thirty came and went, and before you knew it, it was 6:00 and no sign of the Elders Quorum.  The aforementioned anxiety was quickly returning, bringing panic along with it.  I called our ward's missionaries, but unfortunately for us they had some appointments already set up.  Ty called the Elders Quorum Pres., only to get his voicemail.  He called the bishop to get the number of the guy in charge of the sign-up list.  Thankfully, we got ahold of the bishop, but not sign-up list guy.  More anxiety and panic.  We were getting to a point where we didn't know how we were going to be able to pack up the trailer and then go unload it all in the same night.  Then, out of Nowheresville, the bishop shows up!  And he brought back up.

Things started to look up and progress from there.  Once we got everything in the trailer, we made our way to our new residence.  The bishop had company and one of the guys he had rounded up needed to get back.  However, he said that he would try to get in touch with someone from our new ward.  By the time we got all set up and ready to unload, the Elders Quorum Pres. from our new ward, our new missionaries, and another member from our new ward came to join in the madness.  Even the bishop came, despite his company.  What an amazing man!  The unpacking went swiftly and without a hitch.  Previous to all of us going insane, Ty and I procured donuts and milk for all willing participants.  The missionaries seemed the most interested.  Even after all of that, Ty and I still needed to put together our bed so we could sleep somewhere.  Luckily, that didn't take long and neither did us falling into unconsciousness.

Thought we were done, didn't you?  Oh no.  Saturday, Ty and I still needed to go back to the apartment to gather a couple more car loads of stuff that we didn't have time or space to get the night before.  We were so exhausted and ready to be done, but I couldn't give up yet and we started to unpack our office books.  It is now all pretty.  :)  Monday, I spent a long 7 hours white-glove cleaning the old apartment.  UGH!!  Today, we'll go through with the landlord and officially be done with the old apartment.

I'm Jennifer Robbins and this is my moving story.  Thank You.