So apparently, I only posted two pictures for June on Instragram. Man, that's so lame of me. But also, things have been so, so busy, so you know.
June was moving month. Every day after work was spent packing a few more boxes. And thanks to individuals at work who got me many of those boxes. I was a bit strict with packing (just ask Danny). We went through everything and gave so much away or threw things away. Then in my hyper organized state, everything had to have color coordinating labels so people would know where it all went. I think I may have drove Danny a little crazy, but moving day went pretty smoothly. I mean, I was still overly stressed, but not sure how to avoid that. We had so many people show up to help move. They had that truck filled in less than an hour. That was one of the things that caused me stress, because our helpers were going so fast and I still had a few more boxes to be packed. Ugh, I promised myself that I would be ready when everyone got there, but what can you do? Not that I want to sound ungrateful for all the help we had, because we were really, really grateful. I was actually shocked by how much help we received. Thanks people. Then my mom, sister and couple girls from church came over and helped me clean our little duplex. Once again, they worked so hard and got things done so fast, while I was in a bit of daze, walking around and dusting blinds. I really feel in debt to them, because there is no way I could have cleaned that place on my own.
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| June 18th - That one day I was incredibly cranky and then walked out to my car to find I had a flat tire. Ugh. Special thanks to my friend Tina for taking me home and to Danny for helping me get the tire fixed so I could get my car home later that evening. |
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| June 29th - The state of our kitchen after our move. We were trying to find cereal bowls, but gave up after opening half of the boxes and ate of tupperware instead. |
June was moving month. Every day after work was spent packing a few more boxes. And thanks to individuals at work who got me many of those boxes. I was a bit strict with packing (just ask Danny). We went through everything and gave so much away or threw things away. Then in my hyper organized state, everything had to have color coordinating labels so people would know where it all went. I think I may have drove Danny a little crazy, but moving day went pretty smoothly. I mean, I was still overly stressed, but not sure how to avoid that. We had so many people show up to help move. They had that truck filled in less than an hour. That was one of the things that caused me stress, because our helpers were going so fast and I still had a few more boxes to be packed. Ugh, I promised myself that I would be ready when everyone got there, but what can you do? Not that I want to sound ungrateful for all the help we had, because we were really, really grateful. I was actually shocked by how much help we received. Thanks people. Then my mom, sister and couple girls from church came over and helped me clean our little duplex. Once again, they worked so hard and got things done so fast, while I was in a bit of daze, walking around and dusting blinds. I really feel in debt to them, because there is no way I could have cleaned that place on my own.
After everything was packed up and cleaned, I walked through our little duplex in Sugar House one last time to make sure we got everything and started to cry. I partially blame this on moving at 7.5 months pregnant. We have lived in Sugar House since we got married and in that little duplex for the majority of that time. That area has treated us well and I went through a couple of days of separation anxiety after leaving it.
Things at the new house are going well. Danny and I are embracing the adventures of house ownership. I love the area we are in, though it is further to work. It is out of the city and there are even open fields around us. It just feels so peaceful. We are slowly getting the house together. Thanks to Talena for coming and helping me unpack. She is the whole reason we had our kitchen together so quickly. Our new home is starting to feel like home, which is nice. Now on to our next adventure, the arrival of this baby boy. It's still a few weeks away (according to the due date), but it is coming quick!
It doesn't matter if you are pregnant or not, moving is always a strain on emotions! And in my experience, no matter how hard one tries to be all organized, there is always a glitch somewhere. So glad you are finally in your own home now. The next adventure will be here before you know it!
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