10 Comments posted by Kristi on Wednesday, October 14, 2009 at 2:25 PM
The move was...interesting. I do not advise moving yourself, especially when "yourself" is really you, plus partner, plus three small children. If I had to do it again, I would have used movers to save our friends and family the hassle of lugging furniture and boxes into our house in the pouring rain until midnight on Friday, and then all day on Saturday.
As you can see, I was a blubbering mess the entire weekend. Each time we took a trip back to the old house to grab a load of stuff or clean, I was in tears. We said goodbye to the house for the final time on Monday morning. We took Isabella over to look at the empty house one last time, and to say goodbye to our neighbors. As I was driving her back to our new house, I was trying to keep my tears to myself, but she noticed. She kept telling me, "Take a deep breath, mommy. You'll feel better."
The new house is nice, but there have been some unexpected problems. The dishwasher does not work. The outlet into which our chest freezer is plugged in the basement suddenly stopped functioning, and thank goodness I went to get something out of it yesterday morning or else we would have lost a freezer full of food for the second time in six months (this happened at our old house when the freezer came unplugged). We cannot figure out how to de-program the thermostat to prevent it from dropping the temperature of the house to 60 degrees every night (it's been in the low 30s here in NY overnight). And there are some plumbing issues as well.
There was also major last-minute drama with the loathsome couple buying our house. Email me if you want the details, because as much as I would like to flame them publicly and by name, I value my freedom and my pumpkin spice lattes from Starbucks too much to do that right now.
And tomorrow, the twins turn 1 year old.
What a year it's been.