We did it. We escaped our quiet little mountain house at 7000 ft just in time for winter.
- not even the biggest uhaul could house our clan
After 6 months of trying to sell our house, a buyer came along. Well, two of them actually.. it turned into a bit of a bidding war after nothing for months. So we did a little celebratory jig, and then frantically rushed to get make the SLC house habitable.
- Lisa casually packing up her belongings for the leisurely move
- One of the twins (don't ask who) helping with the packing efforts
Lisa devised a pretty nice system of packing one room a day for the couple of weeks leading up to the big moving day. It worked out well, but no matter how hard to you try, nothing really prepares you for the pain of moving day.
- James (?) enjoys a ride on a fat kid pizza (coincidence), while my parents help us pack in the background
- the twins swept the floors of the old place with their army crawls and fuzzy pj's
In our cheery optimism, we agreed to bump up closing a week, but of course things on the other end don't always go as planned and we ended up with a floor sanding/staining project going on as we were moving in and still going on as we were all crashing on the floor in the lone finished room.
- we slept on a mattress in the old place up until closing day, then slummed it on the floor in our new bedroom too
The new place has come together pretty quickly. Because of the work going on, we had to just throw everything in the garage for the first few days (week?).
- floor to ceiling stuff
We owe a big thanks to everyone who helped us get ready for the move, survive the actual moving day, and help us get things moved around and unpacked in the new place.
- Lisa & Diane feed babies amidst piles of boxes
- the first supper on the new deck.. bombay house takeout (notice how everyone is making a funny face)
Everything has taken about twice as long with twins. Unpack a box, console a crying baby, unpack another half a box, pick up a baby, keep unpacking, change a diaper or two..... But we're getting there (slowly).
- the new front porch (minus the house number that I magically made disappear with one swoop of the iphoto retouch tool)
- where's emily?
- 'twas the night before moving in
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