Moving Day

I'll admit it, this move has been more of a challenge than our last one.  Could be that we moved a longer distance, could be we have more stuff to move, could be that this all unfolded so much faster than last time, or it could be that I am still so hung over from the last move that I couldn't muster up the required energy to do it all again, or maybe the fact that we'll never find neighbors as good as the ones we had (we lived across the lane from my sister and her family). Whatever the case, we did it, it's over and we don't have to do it again for another few months at least.

This is what it looked like:

Our life in boxes.

Last photo on the stoop of our old home.  Husband and I are sleep deprived and poor Jake doesn't know what is going on.

Contemplating the best ways to unload on the other side.

Prince Jake being escorted to his new temporary kingdom.

Jake had his own fun after the truck was unloaded.

The garage before our stuff moved in.

The garage after our stuff moved in.

We are not home free yet and one more move looms ahead of us as we now begin the search to find a new home of our own. In the mean time, we are lucky to stay with Jake's Nana and Grandpa, and being here feels as close to our own home as we could get right now. It's a comforting place in this time of change.

For us the immediate future involves settling into a new routine, enjoying our new environment and lapping up the last drippings of our Island summer.

Our new view looks something like this: