We have finally made it to New York but not without being totally exhausted. After a lot of organizing a packing company came on Thursday and packed up our house. As much as I was stressed about the move I am so glad that I did not have to pack. This is the way to move. I sat on my couch and watched everyone work, I even felt guilty about it. Thursday we did as much cleaning as we could and luckily they left our bed unpacked and we slept at our home one last time. Then Friday the moving company came and loaded all the stuff on the big Orange Allied truck. Taylor thought the truck was pretty cool. They were there most of the day and after that we cleaned as quickly as we could (that is a lot harder than I thought with 3 children). My parents and Casey came down and helped us get out of the house that night and finish up the last few things, it was much appreciated. I was almost ready to break down. I was just exhausted. What made it so bad was that I got a nasty cold and Taylor also got sick and neither one of us had much sleep. Friday night we stayed at my parents and said our last goodbyes. I did my best to not cry.
That night the twins became congested and none of slept that well but the airplane was waiting for us and we had to get up at 6:30a and head out. I will just say I am sure everyone was really annoyed with us on the plane. One of the twins was screaming almost the whole time. On the positive side Taylor was awesome, he even took a nap. We were very happy to land in Philadelphia where Dave's sweet parents came and picked us up. We needed the much help.
That night Dave got a migraine from all the stress and tension and was throwing up, no fun. Sunday we went to church with Dave's family and then drove to White Plains, our new home town. The traffic was horrible, why is traffic in NJ and NY horrible on a Sunday night??? It took us a lot longer than it should. We did arrive though and Dave had to carry all our crap to our apartment on the 5th floor cause some lady was slowly moving here stuff with the cart. It was so nice to be here. To know that I could settle in and relax and take care of my sick children. I have felt so bad dragging them around while they have been sick. And poor Taylor has been miserable with his cold and has just wanted to go home. Where is home? It hurts me to watch him be confused and not be able to be comforted with this new place. What is worse is that we will move again in a month or so. It will eventually end.
We are here though and I feel so much better. We are in a high rise building in White Plains, NY and I feel like a city slicker. Crazy! Here are a few pics of the new apartment enjoy!
One last positive, our home in UT is under contract and should close by Nov 6 :)
Our bowling league- and the Winners trophy that me and Tracie both were winners of!! Tracie is always fun to compete against- she is almost better than me at Everything!!
