Move in madness

Because of a couple of longstanding doctor appointments and other commitments, after closing on The House of Goodwill, we weren’t able to seal the deal and really move in for a while.

So, finally, with our third trailer load and two dogs in tow, we were able to go and spend our first night there.

And oh wow, what a mess!!  I forgot how much chaos moving into a house entails.  Piles of stuff everywhere, stacks of boxes and paper, nothing where you can find it – just utter disorganization everywhere you turn.

Looks like a baby bomb exploded in here

It was a little overwhelming.  Not only do I need to clean and unpack, but I have to paint an entire house.

I didn’t want to unpack the boxes of kitchen stuff until I cleaned the kitchen.  But where were my cleaning supplies?  Oh, right, I forgot to bring those.  And the wonderful/frustrating thing about being at the house is that it’s in a beautiful rural area.  As in, beautiful, but not close to anything.  The nearest town is a 20-minute drive.

But forgetting the Lysol wipes was not nearly as bad a discovery as realizing at midnight that we brought the coffeepot, the coffee and the cups, but forgot the coffee filters.  Needless to say, the first morning at the house was not spent peacefully on the porch swing gazing at the lake, but driving to town for coffee filters, just to decide that the McDonald’s drive thru was faster access to caffeine in the bloodstream.

But what a wonderful “problem.”  I’ve definitely had worse!

A midnight toast to the first night in the new house