We had our furniture picked up, got the dog to the vet for her final check-up, loaded the car, said our tearful goodbyes to friends and neighbors and headed out. Only drove as far as San Diego that first night, we are from a place only 30 miles north. The next morning, our eastward trek began! We arrived late in the evening about 6 days later. Hubby's Mom was following us in her car, she moved to TV when we did. Our first night was when we sighed a BIG sigh of relief...here we were, in a brand new house, with only an air mattress and some dishes, but we were HOME! The first week was exciting, especially for the dogs, ours and Mom's had no clue what was happening so whenever we went to get something, like food for the house, we brought the pooches....one was about 50 lbs, the other about 95. Got crowded in the car...lol.
We were so busy setting up appointments for tv, furniture delivery, meeting people, trying to figure out where things were that we didn't have a second to feel sad about what we'd just left....a house we'd had for over 30 years, friends (though they too had been moving away over the years) and a wonderful climate. This was an adventure and everyone on our street was having the same experience. Seems we all moved in around the same time!
Remember how you felt when you got your first bicycle, your first car, your first house? Well, it's better than that! ENJOY!!!
