Coming Up For Air

Oh my, oh my! I have indeed been buried in boxes. And I pretty much feel like I've been chewed up, spit out and stomped on. When I hear 'move' I always react with 'Ugh, I hate moving' but it's just a general feeling. I forget the particulars like how much my hands hurt from constantly gripping things, my back from leaning over so much and lifting way more than usual and my feet from standing ALL day! I am SO GRATEFUL for movers who do the heavy lifting and who I had unpack most of the boxes.

Every move has a story and this one is no different. On May 10 the movers loaded everything onto the truck. It rained all day but mostly a light drizzle so it wasn't too much of a problem. The problem for me was that they did not finish until after 8 PM. Bob arrived from the new house where flooring was being installed (that's another post!),  brought sandwiches for dinner and helped load up the kitties and all the last minute stuff like everything in the refrigerator, cleaning supplies that could not be packed, etc., etc. It was after 9 PM when all this got done and meanwhile the skies opened up big time. We headed out in the pouring rain to travel the 15 miles to the new house. By the time we got to our subdivision my low tire pressure light was on. I was trying to ignore it but when it got down to a thump, thump, thump I new I was in trouble. I called Bob who was ahead of me and he came back to my car. Thank goodness we were off major roads by then!!! Yep. That tire was flat as flat could be. I rode to the house with Bob and we unloaded his car. I stayed and started cleaning in anticipation of moving in the next day and Bob, my hero, headed back in the rain to my car. He had to unload my car into his so he could get to the spare. By this time it was getting close to 10 PM, still no dinner and reeling on our feet. Bob says it was raining, really dark and cars were whizzing by so he finally thought to make use of USAA roadside assistance. LOVE USAA!!!! They came and changed the tire. Bob came back, got me and we got my car to the house. We grabbed clothes and headed to the hotel. By the time we got there with pants, shirts and underwear over our arms it was after 11 PM. I have never before been so tired I could not eat but we skipped the food  and just laid down and went to sleep! The next day I realized I had no toothbrush, no hairbrush, just clothes. Who cares?!!  We had to get  back to the house and meet the crew for unloading. They arrived at 8 AM and bless them every one they were done by 1:30 PM. That was May 11 and I have been unpacking and sorting and cleaning construction dust from the flooring installation ever since!!!

So....where's the pic in this blog? Well, yesterday the neighbors from across the street, Marsha and Marshall I kid you not, came over and brought cat toys for the girls and a cake for Bob and me. What a great welcome!!!

Neighborly welcome gift

Okay, they used our first names and we go by our middle names but hey, cake is cake! And it is a yummy one too.

Hand made sugar flowers, taste awful but really pretty!

We  also had friends come over to go out for dinner. We met Dennis and Gail in Hawaii and they just transferred to San Antonio. Dennis is retired Navy and Gail will be at METC. Yea! I'm telling you I could not make this stuff up!!! None of us ever dreamed when we said good-bye in 2007 that we'd be together again in San Antonio, TX in 2012! Not the greatest pic but who can sit still for a photo when there is cake to consume?!!

Gail and Dennis

Me in the yet to be utilized kitchen

So.....I'm still alive enough to eat things better left alone and I am actually down to the last few boxes. Soon I'll be hanging art and photos and then I'll know we really live here!

Blessings abound,
gk