As many of you know, we’ve been in the process of sorting and packing up my husband’s granny’s belongings and clearing out her house. Simultaneously, we’ve been in the process of moving into our new home.
Officially, we have moved in. Many of our belongings made their way to storage and many more are stacked to the ceiling and scattered about. Slowly, I’m going to work on unpacking what is here. We know that many things are going to be in storage for a while (continue reading to see the twist that life has thrown us).
We will slowly move things through the trailer and re pack what is headed into storage. We’re going to switch to a closer storage facility. They are a block from Clark’s work and offer 24 hour access (great for people who live the hours we do). It’s going to be a slow process, but we’ll get it done.
there’s always a twist
I can honestly say that life has never gone smoothly. We’ve learned to just roll with the twists and turns that life throws us.
We have a good friend whom we love and adore. He came over to help us pack and move. He had just lost his place to live. He and his girl had just landed in the homeless slot that we’d recently vacated.
There was no question what we needed to do. We grabbed a queen sized mattress that belonged to Clark’s Granny, and we set them up on our bedroom floor. We can live out of suitcases and boxes as we figure things out. No way could we let them sleep in their car.
It’s going to be tight. It’s going to get crowded. It’s an interesting way to adjust to living in a new place.