Two weeks ago I took off on Wednesday night and headed to our daughter's house to help them move into their new house.
They closed on the house on Wednesday and on that evening before I retired for the night I had 3/4 of her kitchen packed in boxes and bags.
Thursday morning we loaded the kitchen stuff into their two cars and Kim, Cheryl and I headed for the new house. (Kenley was privileged to spent her day at the sitters like normal) Tom (Clay's dad) and Clay were moving the furniture and heavier things.
We unloaded the cars and Kim and Cheryl started unpacking boxes and bags. Putting the kitchen together the way she wanted it.
Plans were to take a couple of days for the furniture so that they wouldn't get too tired.
By noon I saw there was not going to be anything in the old house to eat or drink, so I informed Clay they best move the beds as everything needed in the kitchen was at the new house. Wow....sleeping at the new house that night?
By the time it was time to go get Kenley that evening we had the toy room put together. The new living room furniture had been delivered and the kitchen and pantry stuff was put away. She wanted the kitchen table and chairs there too, and I still had the freezer stuff to get. I needed all the grocery bags to carry it. So I took our truck and back to the old house I went. The kitchen table is not a large table and I knew I could manage it alone....But oh,,HO I smashed my small finger between the table and the tail gate....Yep I saw stars..... for a moment.
I had moved her kitchen in clothes baskets and open faced boxes. I had told her I would be able to do so and not break anything....OOPPPS I lied...I broke a egg. Yes, one egg. The egg dish was sitting on the top of one of those bags and as I proceeded to put another bag next to it in the car....it hit the eggs and one broke..... I thought that was pretty good tho...nothing major was broken!
I got back to the house and it was starting to rain.....ya the beds were there and the table could be wiped. Clay and I unloaded the table and the freezer stuff and put it in the freezers and set up the table so that there was room for Kenley to sit to eat.
We were done before Kim got home with Kenley.
They brought her into the new house for the first time with her things there.
It was great to see her face as she discovered her things.
Saturday morning I went to the old house and cleaned. I thought I had it all cleaned but later discovered that I missed the microwave. (My excuse for that was they had taken my step stool to the new house so I would not have been able to reach it anyway). Actually I simply missed it. Clay ended up cleaning it and the gutters on Monday evening.
Yep, by the time I got home on Saturday night to see how Bud was doing since he was home with blood clots in his legs, I was really tired. Taking things up the stairway was hard on this grandma's knees.
I am inviting all my friends to slip on over to her blog and see what it looks like within a week of them moving in.
2 comments:
What a good mama and grandma you are Verna! Your family is so blessed to have you!
Sorry Bud is having such a time with the blood clots. I hope he is better soon.
Going to check out your daughter's blog now.
Love, Linda
What a blessing to have you to help with the move. It sounds like it went very well except for that broken egg and your smashed finger! I have visited Kim's blog and just love the house. Such exciting times for their little family. Hope Bud is feeling better.
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