Probably moving the weekend before Christmas was not the best idea, but Kristen and Matt had little choice in the timing. We along with one of Matt's friends managed to move the big items into their new home in one day. Fortunately Matt had spent the previous two weeks packing, sorting and moving boxes beforehand. As he pointed out, he moved all the boxes on the snowiest day of the season and moved the rest of it on the windiest day of the season. Great timing, but it is December.
Some choice remarks on the day "Never a third floor residence again!" (well it made sense at the time). "Where's the cat?" "Old people have good ideas (when we remember them)!"That's never going to fit" (it did) and of course, "#!$%" by everyone at one time or another.
As I sat in their living room on a lawn chair-furniture shopping is next on the list-I enjoyed watching my children in their first home laughing, fussing and thoroughly enjoying the moment and remembering our crazy crews of movers when we were young. Almost lost Larry on a pile of bedding in one move as we took a corner a little too fast. This was in the days before mandatory seatbelts and MIOSHA and our daring friend decided to "ride" the load to the new apartment. That was the move where the boys were tossing items up to the balcony to avoid taking the stairs every two minutes. Only broke one thing and I just chose not to look.
The stair idea was something we should have considered as all of us had aching calves for two days. Oh well exercise is good.
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