So, the family just completed moving everything into our new house on Saturday. Its our first home, and we are super excited, however, moving is sooo horrible, if the end result were even slightly less fulfilling, I would never, ever, ever move.
The transition wasn't as smooth as we hoped, the sellers had a mix up and thought they had the whole weekend to move, but we needed them out so we could move in. They left, but it was hurried, and made it all a bit more stressful. However, we had a cadre of incredibly helpful people come to help move our stuff, and help clean the new house. All in all, come Saturday night, Alisa and I were very grateful for our family and friends.
The new house is awesome, it has its dings and scratches, and its broken things. But we love it. Cora especially adores her purple bedroom, and Hyrum loves running up and down the stairs, and slamming doors. So there's something for everyone. But, I maintain. Moving sucks. (sorry Mom, its the only word that truly expresses the crappiness that is moving).
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You know moving isn't that bad once you get use to it. Either that or just break your finger and the pain of it will remind you that moving isn't that bad.
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