The Move

Let me begin by stating the obvious... moving with small children is dumb. hard. frustrating. stupid. Pretty much any not fun adjective you wanna throw in there applies. This was our first move since adding the three little people and man do they come with lots of accessories! Added packing. Added loading. Lots of added logistics.
But we did it! I sent the little blessings to my Mom's for three days so I could pack. And that I did. I packed like a crazy woman. From sun up till well past sun down for three solid days I packed myself silly and got all I could done and left out only the essentials. Well what I thought were essentials, but it turns out I'm not so good at packing in advance because we spent the next nearly two weeks trying to string together with what we had to make things work without unpacking a single box. Packing was hard this time. Full of emotions and just being overwhelmed by the shear amount of stuff we've accumulated in five years. When we moved into our house in Sayre I thought we'd never fill it up, but add three people and it happened without a whole lot of effort or realization from me.
We downsized houses in this move so that also made things a little tricky. As I packed I also purged. I didn't think I'd have enough stuff to have a garage sale because we had a massive one last year to raise adoption money, but turns out I had plenty to do another sale. So we squeezed that into the move as well. Who wants to move junk you know you don't want/need anymore? We had a great turn out and sold all our big stuff plus made enough money to buy new living room furniture for the first time in our lives. New furniture!
Furniture shopping was exciting and fun at first. After the initial trip it became overwhelming and a little stressful. Too many choices and lots of money. Anyway after a trip to a couple of Mom & Pop stores and one to the big guys we ran back to Main street and bought a really great navy couch and love seat along with a new khaki recliner with our garage sale money. It was fun to get to get new stuff that wasn't hand me downs and will be wonderful for this phase of life.
Nearly two weeks after my packing frenzy we sent the boys back to Purcell and loaded up a U-Haul and trailer (and by we I mean Chris and some guys from FBC Sayre) and left 2 Darla Drive behind. This was a super emotional process for me. Leaving our church and home of five years was tough. I cried a lot more then I expected to. We became a family in that house. Tucker and Bennett took first steps there. Chris and I transitioned from a couple to parents under that roof. Not to mention saying goodbye our neighbors, friends and church family. It was all awful!
They had us stand before the church on our last Sunday and people came by to hug us and stuff. The second lady in line was Dora Jean. She's a spunky 85 year old lady who wears shorts no matter the weather and gives us gum every single week. She is who I hope I age into. I mean she's a hoot! Anyway she was crying and sent me into a weeping mess for the rest of the procession. Sayre was a wonderful place for us and we were so well loved there. Saying good bye is always hard I think, but when it's been so good it's even worse. The three girls I was closest to there and I didn't even say good-bye. We just couldn't. I just told them I loved them and see ya later. I couldn't do the whole thing with them.
We arrived in Greenfield to a house full of helpers who unloaded our stuff, brought us dinner and breakfast, put our beds together and just enveloped us with love from the moment we stepped out of our cars. We have been just overwhelmed by how people are already loving us here! Who knew this pastor's deal would be so sweet? Chris has preached two Sundays in our new place and he's done great. We're thankful to move from one good place to another. Watching Chris in his new role further confirms this is where we're supposed to be. It makes the sadness, Tucker's questions and the disruption to our routines worth it.
I'm still trying to make our new place feel like home. The to do list is still really long. But this move has made me decide I don't want to do all of this again anytime soon so I hope the people here really like us! Moving is for the birds!!!
Let me also say we could NOT have moved without the overwhelming help of my Mom and sister. They kept the boys so we could be productive and to make the transition easier on all five of us! They were troopers and I'm once again reminded how much I have to be thankful for when it comes to my family. I seriously wouldn't want to/couldn't do life without them!!!