organized chaos

Hard to believe we've lived in our new house for almost a whole week already. It's high time I took a break from all of the settling in and parked myself in front of the computer to write about it all, don't you think?

Wish I could say we're all unpacked and living happily ever after. We're up and functioning with the essentials. I was hard pressed to find a few neat+tidy scenes of our new life to share. The laundry is done. Can I get a woot-woot for that?Before I recount the details of the last 7 days, I must thank you so sincerely for all of your kind words about our new place. All of your comments were exactly the boost I needed to survive the cardboard jungle last weekend. You really know how to make a girl covered in dust, sweat, and packing peanuts feel amazing. You are honestly the best.

Last Saturday the moving crew (dad+mom+2 little brothers) arrived promptly at noon. The day went something like this:
Load SUV. Load van. Load trailer. Load pickup.
Pizza.
Pray nothing flies off the open bed trailer on the freeway. (If so, my windshield would be the first thing to go!)
Arrive at new house.
Rejoice that windshield and earthly possessions remain intact.
Unload SUV. Unload van. Unload trailer. Unload pickup.
Meet the neighbors. Stop & chat.
Return to apartment.
Ice cream.
Repeat the load/unload procedure x3.
Burger King.

The guys were amazing.
They did almost all of the muscle work without complaining.
But the body odor was horrific.
My mom and I were the cleaning dream team.
We scrubbed and vacuumed and swept around the moving men.
We held down the camps.
We packed up one fridge and unloaded it into the other.

While we were distracted and fussing over fridge shelves, G kept busy by cracking open about a dozen eggs all over himself and on the new kitchen floor.
Wish the camera had not been packed at that point.
This place was quickly christened with messes and mishaps.
Makes it feel like home.
This week has been exciting and frustrating and overwhelming and still surreal.
Back in the day, before we were homeowners, we thought we were busy people. Now we feel busy on a whole new level. The project list is long. I need an extra dose of patience and contentment while we work to make this place our own. I know it's going to be an unending work in progress.

I think we are going to love loving our home.