The Move Is Done

We made it back from LA and it couldn't happen soon enough. I have upgraded my feelings toward LA from hate to despise. Sort of like the security levels issued by Homeland Security. My previous feelings toward LA were an Orange Level, but they are now officially a Red Level. Red because that must be the color of Hell.

But anyway, enough about that place. On to bigger and better things. We got home Friday afternoon and jumped right back into packing up the house. We managed to take another small load and my motorcycle (thanks to Lisa saving the day with the battery charger) to Eastford. Karlo drove it over there for me because it was too cold for me to drive myself. It takes a big man to drive a lavender colored motorcycle!

This was the first time that we were at the house without the owners being home. It was Friday that we finally felt like that place was really going to be OURS. We stood outside and looked around at the property. We took in the quietness and just soaked in the fact that we do love it there. It was the polar opposite of LA and nothing could be better than that! I'm started to get excited . . .

Then Saturday came and the chaos started. The movers arrived at 9 AM and I was completed stressed until the truck was completed loaded. I was stressed because I was convinced that everything wouldn't fit. But luckily just about everything did, and with another trip with our own truck it will finally be a done deal.

Here's me on move day.

I was just pretending to cry that day. The real tears came today. I was doing fine all day. We were so busy getting the final things out of the house and CLEANING. My God, that took forever. And the whole while I'm thinking "How stupid to buy a bigger house - more cleaning to do." Anyway, we were going a million miles a minute and I didn't have time to think. It wasn't until we were all set to go . . . we had the dogs in the back of the truck and Karlo says to Bentley "This is it Bents. We're never coming back here again." That was it. I lost it. I ran into the house all alone, stood there and cried my eyes out. I really didn't think that I would, but I did. It was very emotional and hard to say goodbye.

Now we are getting settled in at Dads. Obviously I got my computer all set up and online. Lord knows where most of my clothes are, but who cares. As long as I have my computer and internet, I'm all good. The dogs are so scared and confused I'm not sure what to do with them. They won't eat and they are mostly just pacing around. Poor dogs. I feel so bad for them. But on a brighter note, I was able to find Fox on Dad's TV with no cable. Now I'm really all good. I got internet AND American Idol. Maybe this won't be so bad after all.