Finally, finally, finally, we’ve moved. True it didn’t take as long as we were afraid but still it’s always hard to be separated from your loved one.
Thursday was spent packing. They only assigned us two packers and it took 12hours.
My son decided enough was enough a little after 8pm and put himself to bed.
Friday was spent loading everything up. My poor dog was forced to stay in his kennel for hours and hours. He hated it every minute, but if left free he’d run off. There are too many interesting smells and things to chase in the world for a Jack Russel to left alone.
Saturday my son, our dog Bill and I drove to our new home. Well I drove 5 hours and he played Scribblenauts while the dog slept. But around 2pm local time we made it to my husband and our new home.
The view from my living room window is wonderful.
I feel sorry for the people who’s back yards face away from the mountains.