Well, here we are. Moved. A new start. Fresh. Southern Utah. Yipes. It was quite a trip. My last day of work was on Saturday and on Sunday my mom informed me that I had until 5 PM on Monday to move. I thought I had until Tuesday. What a nightmare. On the other hand, it was a blessing that we never really had to unpack. So I had to pack the bedroom and some of the kitchen. It was a bigger job than I thought and I was up until 2 AM Monday morning, trying to get everything packed. I didn't quite succeed so I was scrambling to get everything together when it was time to go. Oy.

When we moved the date, we were wondering if there anyone from the Elders Quorum was going to be able to come on a Monday night? Would it be me, Mom, Dad and Adam? Lets dissect that.
Adam: Can only lift 5 pounds because of his back injury
Dad: SHOULDN'T overdo it because it lands him in the hospital.
Me: Wimp, I'm realistic.
Mom: Toughy :) But she's 52

Sounds fantastic. How do I get a whole household of stuff (minus major furniture) down three flights of stairs with just this motley crew? Gratefully I had wonderful visiting teachers, and visiting teaching companions. And thanks to the EQ president and one more family came to help us move. There was an assembly line and it went pretty quickly. We had more stuff than even we realized and we had to rent a trailer. Oh and where was Adam during this whole mess? He had Physical Therapy (PT) during the time. I think he did it on purpose, so he didn't have to help. (Just kidding hun! :)) During all the mess, my suitcase of clothes (ALL the necessary items) got inadvertently packed. So we got all packed then the cleaning....

Just when you think your done you find one more thing. Gratefully a couple of the sisters (Thanks Debra and Heather) stayed and helped a bit. I was exhausted after all the packing and moving, so I went to bed at 7:30 exhausted, it was not a restful night, but it was even less restful for Adam. He spent the entire night cleaning. He finally went to bed at 6AM and I made him get up at 7AM so that we could get out of the apartment. We cleaned and cleaned and I trekked up and down the stairs for three hours carrying the rest of the stuff that didn't fit in the trailer and the truck, and shoving it into our two little cars, neither one of which is in such much good shape. So the last trip I didn't think I could make anymore, and I collapsed into Adams non-air conditioned vehicle and he hopped into my air conditioned car, which is leaking transmission fluid like none other.

With a wing and a prayer we drove off into the now hot sun driving through the desert in two broken cars during the hottest part of the day, sounds stellar right? Throw in the fact that I'm dreading unpacking two cars, a trailer and a truck, and we have to pull over every 45 minutes to fill my car with transmission fluid and it makes for a long day.

Once again I was blessed. Mom and Dad had rearranged their home, and unloaded both the truck and the trailer. More than they should have done, but I almost cried when I got here and all I had to do was make the bed and empty the cars, which (another blessing) both made it down. A nice hot shower and a warm, home cooked dinner finished off the day. So tomorrow a serious job hunt begins for both Adam and I. I will keep all y'all updated on how that goes.

12 August 2008