At around 8:30 that morning, I took the first load to the new house. I'll never forget having a minor breakdown on the way to the Baker House as I thought about leaving our first home that we had together. Well, I supposed this could have also stemmed from the lack of sleep and being a bit emotional from the stress of moving. Needless to say, the morning continued with more packing, loading, and, oh yes, even some painting. Martin's Aunt Emily stayed at the Baker House putting a second coat on the hallway and a first coat on our guest bedroom. Miss Janet was painting with Emily but later came down to help me get the kitchen all organize.d We were also lucky to have Jim come to help Martin, Dad, and Mr. Martin load and unload the U-Haul. He was a good sport that day, especially after Dad called him "Phillip" for the whole first part of the day. :)
Kristen and Thomas also showed up on Saturday to help. Thomas did a great job entertaining everyone (as always) and Kristen was able to help with transporting some clothing. You'll notice in the picture some pretty tulips; Kristen brought these along with some Valentine heart. (I'm hoping I won't find any missing clothing... Kristen has a history of "borrowing" clothes but not returning them for 3 years.) :)
Martin's Grandma cooked us all a delicious lunch of bean soup and cornbread that revived us all and made it possible to keep going. At about 3:30, the best part of the move occurred... loading our attic. Oh my.... we had a 2 strikes going against us here. The first was that every item in the attic was covered in black dust which came from the lovely men who put a new roof on our house. The second was that every, and I mean every, piece of furniture, every book, every dish, every piece of fabric, etc. that we didn't know what to do with ended up in the attic. Unfortunately I don't mean neatly packed away. Martin called it "a clown car." Miss Janet and Ashley came back from the attic adventure and swore not to talk about it. It was pretty bad, but the lesson learned is to try and keep your attic organized and black dust free. We'll see how that goes.
Later that evening, we all enjoyed Miss Janet's famous lasagne in our new home (the basement). It was actually quite cozy down there and reminded me of family gatherings at Grandma and Pap's old house. Exhausted, Miss Janet, Mr. Martin, Emily, and Mr. and Mrs. Simposon went home. Mom and Dad spent the night here with us in the hostel downstairs... basically we had a slumber party. :)
It was the first day in our new home, and we already had great memories. 
