9,720 hours...
405 days...
57 weeks...
What a year it's been since we signed the P&S. We are officially in the new house. YAY! We closed back on February 1st and it's been amazing ever since. I feel like I've been in hibernation. I never want to leave. The week leading up to the move was a whirlwind. I felt like I was losing my mind with all the stuff that is entailed. You would think that we were pretty much set since we had moved the majority of our stuff into the garage back in November. However...that was not the case. Let's just say I was a one woman moving machine. Thanks to a little bad luck...parents who help out more than they know...and easy going builders...and coffee...I was able to move, unpack and even hang a few curtains before we officially closed.
Dave was already in his busy season so I had awesome task of moving the rest of our belongings to the house. How the heck do we have this much crap? And how the heck did I think I was going to move all of it solo with two children attached to my hips the week of the move? Thankfully my parents stepped in when I was about to have a full fledged panic attack...
I started out taking my first trip down to the house on Wednesday before the closing. I thought that this would be no problem. I would take two trips on Wednesday in between gymnastics and dance class and then a trip in the morning on both Thursday and Friday. I had it all planned out. In my fantasy...I would pack the car...the girls would be angels...I would unload each box before I brought more the next trip. It was going to be perfect. Then I realized how much crap we still had at my in-laws. Then I realized i could only fit 4 boxes at a time in the back of the 4Runner. Then the check engine lights started flashing in said 4Runner. Things were bad and it was only 8am. After stopping at the Toyota dealership and getting it checked by my man Corey (he's seriously the best EVER) they told me that I really shouldn't drive it until they checked it further for fear the engine would seize. They must have sensed tears coming on as I looked in my rear view mirror at my two unhappy kids and the boxes that I artfully shoved in and prayed that my back door would close because they offered me a loaner until my car was fixed. It was a minivan. The best minivan ever. It was like the clouds parted and a ray of sunshine came down on it when they drove it around from the back. Let me just tell you...I used and abused that minivans storage....
My parents came to the rescue by taking the girls off my hands until after we closed (thank you thank you thank you!). I was able to unload almost all the boxes before we closed and make our house a home for the first night we slept there with the girls. It was CRAZY...but well worth it.
Here is a picture of the living room from that Thursday night before we closed.
The kitchen...
The entryway...
The dining room...
The playroom...
The master bedroom...
Master closet (it's hard to keep children and dolls out the pictures)...
Dave's office...
Master bathroom...
Olivia's room...
She insists on having this tent set up at all times "in case" she wants to sleep in it...
Sophia's room (a separate post about the curtains will be coming)...
Yes she's in a toddler bed. Day 1 in the new house meant day 1 of being a big girl!
The girls bathroom (curtains are in the making...separate post about them will be coming)...
Half bath (post about the roman shade is coming)...
It's been so amazing to finally be in. We are beyond thrilled and love every part about it so far. Thank you to everyone who helped us along this journey. We seriously couldn't have done without any of you. To our parents especially...THANK YOU!!!
