Moved In

We’re in! We’ve been in the new house for a week already. Wow, now that I say that, I can’t believe that it’s been a week and it still seems rather foreign. But we're loving it.

We moved in well before every last detail was finished, but it’s working well for us. This way we can all be together even if Kendall and I are working on little projects. Saturday night Kendall stayed up late putting on the cabinet pulls. I unpack a few more boxes every day. Little by little.

I’m actually mostly done with the unpacking, but it doesn’t feel like it because our spare room is FILLED with boxes and stuff. That’s because it’s waiting on the basement storage area to be ready for it. And I’m not sure when that will happen.
Also, our office closet is FILLED with boxes and stuff. It’s waiting for a desk and shelving. And I’m not sure when that will happen.

Also, our living room is FILLED with too many chairs and the keyboard, but it’s waiting for the spare room to be emptied so we can put a TV, keyboard and chair in there. And I’m not sure when that will happen.

Also, the basement of our old apartment is still FILLED with our junk because it’s waiting on our new basement to be ready to handle all of the junk. And I’m not sure when that will happen.

Do you see a theme here? Oh well. I can close the doors on all of these places except the living room and it’s not actually that bad. And each place is fairly organized in spite of being FILLED. So the chaos is controlled and I’m mostly okay with it.

Let’s go back to Night 1, since I have been remiss in my blogging. (We just got internet hooked up yesterday, so I’ll let that be my excuse.)

We had been hoping to move in on Saturday night after Kendall’s parents and aunt and uncle left. But Friday night we changed our minds. It would have been possible, but it would have been pure chaos and stress. Kendall had to work a 12-hour shift on Monday, so we decided to move in all the way on Tuesday.

Tuesday was stressful. The inspector was coming in the afternoon to do final inspection and give us our occupancy permit. Then he was leaving town for 10 days. So it was now or never. Actually, Kendall told me to go ahead and pack up and move all our essentials- I think the little rebel was planning to sleep there that night no matter what the inspector said. Well, once again, Kendall passed with flying colors.

Back at the apartment, I had boxes and boxes ready to go. I had been moving lots of things van load by van load over the last week, but my goal on Tuesday was to get pretty-well everything out of the main part of the apartment. So we took the trailer over Tuesday evening and loaded everything up. I was so tired and dreaded the loading and unloading of all that stuff. But my Hero saved the day. He ended up doing all the loading while I ran around inside the apartment doing odds and ends. Then we brought the trailer to the new house and he offered to unload while I made sandwiches. He got it all done by the time supper was ready! Yay! And thank you!

A friend stopped by while we were eating our chili and grilled cheese sandwiches. He documented our first sit-down meal in our new home. (By the way, don’t you love our lovely windows? We special-ordered them and have received the missing window twice. The first time, it was exactly like the other one- not a mirror image like it should be. So we sent it back. The second time it was a triangle. Oh well, it’s up high enough that I barely even notice it.)

The first night of sleep was a lot like sleeping in a hotel. First of all, our old bed is AWESOME! I knew I missed it, but now I know why. So it felt like we were sleeping in a luxury bed in a hotel. It was also like sleeping in hotel because we woke up often. Our heating system here is forced air. (The apartment heat was water running through pipes in the baseboard. It was amazingly loud and often we felt like we were surrounded by bubbling brooks or raging rivers. It may sound soothing, but it wasn’t.) Anyway, so it was just different noises. We heard the furnace starting and stopping all night. But it was okay, because we were in a luxury bed!

In the morning, this was my view.
You know how they say that during labor you should have a focal point? Just focus on this one thing to help you get through the labor and soon enough the baby will be here? This was my focal point. So many times during the labor of construction, I would picture sitting by this window in the morning with my coffee. And Wednesday morning I got to do it!

Here’s Evers on my lap. (That wasn’t usually included in my focal point vision, but this was nice too.)

And here the boys enjoy my seat.

So now things are feeling much more relaxed and enjoyable. I finished cleaning the apartment on Thursday and that felt like a huge load off my shoulders. In fact, it’s been days since I’ve had a headache. They were pretty-well constant in the days leading up to the actual move.

Sunday night we had our first company. Our small group came over and we ate supper together. Then they prayed through our house with us. It’s good to have community.

As a parting shot, here's our kitchen. It's not completely organized yet, but well on its way.