Nearly a year after Diana officially moved in, today we moved in the rest of her big stuff. With family and friends coming in over the holiday, we need places for people to sleep!
I've been dreading it for a long time because, well, I strongly dislike moving stuff. I haven't really moved very many times since college, and only one included real furniture (and the damn pinball machine). The truth is, this wasn't that bad. We just about filled a 10-foot U-Haul truck with the two beds, various end tables and dressers.
Fortunately the ground was so frozen that it was no problem to pull up the truck to the front door in Brunswick. I couldn't believe the truck actually worked the whole time. The weather was rapidly deteriorating, especially in the burbs, so I was anxious to get that damn truck out of our life quickly.
We still have stuff all over the house, but it's in the house, most of it generally near where it will end up. We were home napping by 3:30.
It was a little sad for Diana at her house. Granted, there is still some stuff there, all of which can be boxed or donated. But that was really her very own place, and she feels somewhat transient. This isn't "our" home, and I'm not sure if it will be. We both feel like we're supposed to be somewhere else eventually. I'm sure we'll figure it out. Perhaps we need to concentrate on getting married first!
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