The Light at the End of the Tunnel

This was moving weekend.

On Friday, Ray's parents and Patty were here to whip the house into shape before the move began on Saturday morning. The house doesn't even look like the one we bought. More color, less broken stuff, and MUCH cleaner.

The snow storm that hit Friday night didn't even deter us. Ray, his dad, and I did a few loads in the snow. The Hernandez family came out in force Saturday morning to move stuff from the apartment to the house. We got all but a few things out of the apartment on Saturday, which is amazing. Ray and I were able to get the last of it out on Sunday before we left for Easter festivities.

So now we unpack. I'm off through Wednesday to get everything out of boxes, onto shelves and walls, and into cupboards. I have enough done right now that we can sleep, change Elena's diapers, and I can be here surfing the net, drinking my hot chocolate. There is finally a light at the end of the tunnel. Our moving adventure is drawing to a close. We can begin to relax, enjoy the new house, wait for the snow to melt. And then do yard work....