It took two full days to move my FILs stuff out and our stuff in, including swapping refrigerators and washer and dryers and boxes. Lots and lots of boxes and more boxes. It’s so cute how the first round or two of packing is done well. Everything is packed perfectly and labeled accordingly and then you get to that point where you throw in ALL the things!
Thankfully, Jason’s dad helped. I’m strong, but I’m not THAT strong, you know? My BIL came over to help move the big stuff on the second day as well while I went to Asheville to pick up the kiddos who were with Grandma. My mom came over Saturday afternoon and took all four to her house for Henry’s first overnight. I’m so proud of her. I’m an only child, but she handled four like a champ. That was a lifesaver considering we went well into the night and the only bed that was set up was ours.
What I’ve noticed about this house:
- It’s a little scary at night.
- The internet is a little slower.
- The cell service is horrible.
- We have so much room.
- We need a LOT of nightlights.
- It’s peaceful here.
Last night, after baths in a real tub and Jason set up four beds; one crib, one bunk bed, one box bed, one frame bed. We went around and said goodnight to everyone. The kids seemed relieved. They each have their own rooms. They definitely aren’t set up yet, besides the bed and Nora only has 75% of her walls completed, but I think they feel peaceful here too. Now back to the chaos that is living out of boxes for the next few days.