Moving is not easy. My body feels like I just did a 1/2 Ironman. My quads, hips, calves and gluts are totally fried. My shoulders, biceps, and back and fatigued. My head hurts, either from paint fumes or just plain exhaustion. I can't wait to hit the hot tub at noon today, we'll see about aqua jogging, could be a big zero there.
WHO BUYS A TWO STORY HOUSE? Crazy people, that's who.
Thanks to our best friends in the world (they are the best!) and my hard working parents, the move went amazingly well. We had almost everything moved to the new house on Saturday and we were eating warm stew (thanks mom) and enjoying chocolate cake for dessert (thanks mom) in new place by 1pm.
Then my parent's started painting the office while Bill and I tried to unpack. Lavs stayed to make sure the satellite TV was functioning and helped mount the new art I bought (yeah!!!!) so both Bill and I were happy by Saturday evening.

My favorite part of the move happened after we got the truck unloaded and Bill called me outside and said, "We want your opinion on something," and led me to the garage where everyone was standing around. HA HA HA someone had mounted Bill's captain's wheel over the garage and they said, "since you live on Sternwheeler Drive..."
Our friend's know I have a "problem" with Bill's "unique furnishings" (that's what my mom calls his odd furniture) so they thought it would be funny to mount this old thing to the house.
Lovely. Glad everyone got a good laugh at my expense. Aren't you all sooooo cute? Thank goodness we're part of a development that won't allow such things to be mounted to a house (at least that's what I told everyone).
So the joke was on me which is OK as long as that cog wheel table isn't in the living room anymore.