A week and a half ago, P's older brother A, his wife T, and son little A came to help us move our belongings out of their storage locker and into the house.
This was by far the best moving experience we've ever had, and not just because A was doing all the work. We're used to having to deal with stairs, too-small apartment doors, lines for elevators on moving day, either sub-freezing or tropical temperatures, rain, etc. This time, the weather was lovely. And this is one of the times when it's great to live in a ranch. A and P tied up the tree branches that block the front of the house, and backed the truck right up to the front door until the truck ramp connected directly to the top of our little porch landing. Everything could be wheeled right in on a handtruck--very little heavy lifting required!
It's also really helpful to be reminded of what we have, and to see it's current condition. We have an oak dresser that used to be in P's brothers' room. A was eyeing it fondly as we about to load it into the truck, and we agreed that they just don't make furniture that solidly anymore--it would be worth my time to refinish it so we could enjoy it for many years to come. Then A loaded it on the handtruck, and we discovered that the dresser now had a softball-sized hole punched in the side. Not sure how that happened--the side is made of plywood, not particleboard. I was pretty surprised and annoyed that I hadn't noticed that when the movers dropped it off at the storage locker--we could only make damage claims at the time of receipt. Anyway, now I just need a floor plan that places the dresser into a corner. I'm not ready to give up on it yet. :-)
A also brought us a used lawn mower from his landscaping business. We knew we were getting one from him, but had a five week gap between closing on the house and his visit. In that five weeks, we got away with only hiring someone to mow the lawn once. (He did charge us extra because we'd let the grass get so long.) Anyway, the lawn looks a lot better now--we're well on the way to no longer being a blight on the neighborhood!
T was a big help behind the scenes--every time I turned around, she was doing dishes or helping to clean up. When I came back from helping the guys load the truck at the storage locker, I found her washing dishes in the right well of our double-well sink, while little A stood on a chair so he could scrub out the left well (which we've designated our construction material well) with a sponge. It certainly needed a cleaning! Thanks, kid!
Most of all, it was nice to have family around. Since T is a mom, and Sunday dinner is a big thing in P and A's family, I figured I had better do an actual Mother's Day dinner. If it had just been P and I moving, we would have just grabbed something at Chik-fil-A. Instead, I threw a pot roast and some potatoes in the oven first thing in the morning, and didn't worry about them until whenever the guys had unloaded the truck. (I love how forgiving pot roast is!) Toss a little broccoli on the stove, and look--dinner!--in hardly more time than it takes to drive to Chik-fil-A and back. I don't know why I don't do this more often for just the two of us, but having more family members around the table definitely makes the event more special and fun.
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