We signed papers on February 5 because
we needed to buy a house. We were told
that Roland’s job position would be done away with and so he applied for a new
position within the same company. Rather
than continue looking for what we really wanted and what just felt right, we
chose to settle because of Roland’s employment situation.
He was actually supposed to train at
the start of this month, but continues to do what he has been doing for the
last few years – but with more work for less money.
We were initially supposed to close on
March 29, but had to sign an addendum for a new date: April 6th –
which also came up and we had to sign another addendum – which the sellers
assured would be the last.
We closed on the 7th –
FINALLY – but still, the paperwork did not record until the 12th –
late afternoon. Finally had a key and
started moving in. Tuesday back and
forth, Wednesday back and forth. After
three loads I took a break and took Jenna to the church to play games.
Thursday is Roland’s late day – which
means he has the morning off. We did two
loads together and then sweet Aurelia came by with pizza and together we did
two more loads.
Roland had told several people that he
was planning to move our furniture over today and would need assistance with
one or two items. I think they must have
announced it in priesthood. But he took
the day off yesterday and rented a small truck and we actually moved the
majority of furniture over yesterday – with just a few things left for moving
this morning.
Bro. Dailey, our home teacher, was the
first to show up. Roland had just
finished loading the fridge and showed Bro. Dailey what we had left (which
actually was not a lot, but heavy stuff that required more than one person to
move) and as they were loading were joined by another that calls himself
Hercules and they were just loading the last item when Bro. McDonald arrived.
They finished up just in the nick of
time, too. The house across the street
from our rental has been going through a renovation since December, I
think. The guy who bought it has put
possibly three times the amount that he’ll ever get out of it. It’s just now starting to come together, and
actually looks nice. But what a
nightmare – probably even more so than our situation.
That street has never seen so much
traffic as what has arrived and parked in the vicinity of both of our
houses. Just after Roland and all the
others had
driven
away, those working on the house across the street had blocked off the street
with polycones. I will not miss the
construction traffic that has seemed to grow more each day.
Offloading went more quickly than
anticipated. Roland told me his number
of helpers had grown from three to nnine.
I didn’t finish the cleaning at the rental. I chose to get lunch instead. I had ordered two larger than large pizzas to
bring to the house, but before the pizza had even finished cooking, all of the
crew was gone. I think Jenna managed to
eat 1/3 to half a pizza by herself. We
still have one pizza left.
Hopefully when I post again, I will
have all connections for displaying pictures, a little more time, and fewer
boxes to deal with. I am so so
tired. I feel like a zombie.
Still in between houses. Both homes are in chaos – our new one
especially. And currently I should be
unpacking instead of posting this. But my body is tired. Roland’s body is tired. Unless we can hire professional movers, I
cannot see that we will ever be moving again.
But so much has been nicked and scratched and dinged and whatever
(including us) that if we can hire professional movers, surely we could just
start fresh from scratch. But let us get
settled in this house first.
I even have pictures. Just don't have the ability to access them
right now. Perhaps in another week or
two – if I may actually live that long.
I am so out of shape. I feel like
a dried up rubber- band all brittle and not as stretchable as perhaps I was at
one time. This rubber band is about to
snap.
So at least one more post of my life in
boxes as I feel such disarray at the moment – as though the amount of boxes
will never end and I’ll always be searching but unable to find.
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