It is moving day. We have a U-Haul that Phillip and my father and brother will be picking up in a little while. My in-laws are out of town. I do wish they were here while we moved because it feels wierd doing all of this with them gone. But I'm sure they'll appreciate not having to see the mess we inevitable will endure throughout the day. Yesterday I took over some boxes. The cable guy came and hooked up the cable television, phone, and internet service. As all of you are aware, we couldn't move into a place that didn't have high speed internet prior to our living there. While waiting for the cable guy, since he wasn't arriving until around 8 PM, we had dinner. My parents were helping so, they picked up some steaks... I cooked them and we ate on the floor. My mother had set up the kitchen while I moved a good deal of the boxes, so I had a fully functional kitchen last night. She's a sweetie. Frankie, helped me with the boxes until he needed to go home and get some sleep for work that night. I'm truly grateful to them for their help. I'm grateful to EVERYONE for helping this transition go as smoothly both physically and emotionally as it has thus far. Today, however, shall be the hardest day.
Wish us luck!
