A dream came true for us earlier this week. We finalized the purchase of a new house and moved into it on Monday. Most of the essential stuff is here but a lot of our belongings have yet to be moved from the rental house we lived in for the past year. Keegan and I moved everything ourselves over the course of about 1/2 a day Monday and 1/2 a day Tuesday. We were hampered by very hot weather and didn’t get as much stuff moved as we hoped. One of the funny episodes (only in retrospect) was when Keegan and I moved the heaviest and bulkiest piece of furniture, a sleeper sofa, down a long flight of steps, out a narrow entryway and over a short fence. When angling the sofa over the fence, my knees gave way and the whole thing came crashing down on top of me, hitting me hard on the head. As my mother said, the whole episode was reminiscent of the famous Laurel and Hardy movie in which they star as movers who are hired to move a piano down a long series of stairs.
We are all very tired and somewhat grumpy because of long days, short nights, and a lot of bruises, aches, and pains. But we are very thankful that in spite of the trials, we have this wonderful house to live in. The neighbors seem very nice, the neighborhood is quiet, and the mature trees provide lots of privacy. Better still, the commute to work is shorter with less traffic than before.
