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One week of moving fragile and awkward items, MFH taking a load over and unloading after work every day.

One week of me packing up a room a day, while MFH worked late every night and continued to take a load a day.

One U-Haul loaded to the top, constrained by time, but by then I had enough packed up to more than fill it. Our poor friends discover just how many boxes of books we have. OLC fell asleep in her car seat when I dropped MFH off to pick up the truck, and slept almost all the way through loading. Note to self: don’t have furniture that you can’t bear to get scratched until you move into your forever house. Our furniture got some new scratches and gouges during this move, but nothing for me to cry over because everything was all scratched up already.

One more week of packing and moving by car all the things that we didn’t get to before. I survive mostly on oatmeal chocolate chip cookies that I had baked before the big move. The car has been working hard, and needs a couple of trips to the shop, but these turn out to be nothing major.

One ten-hour day of me cleaning the house from top to bottom, while MFH and some friends moved a few more loads.

Another half day’s work of little mop-up tasks.

Now we’re done moving, just have finish unpacking and arrange everything. Altogether it was over twenty carloads, plus the one load with the U-Haul. Probably a good thing that we didn’t try to move everything at once. I didn’t throw away much while I was packing, mostly excess scrap lumber. I put a cabinet that we had in the garage out by the curb with a Free sign, and someone took it. But then we made up for that by taking in a discarded bookcase at the new place–never can have too many bookshelves. Now that we’re moved, I’m seeing more things that can be thrown out or given away.

OLC is doing well with the move; the new place has swings and a slide right outside. She has always liked to slide, but her love of swinging is something new. She skipped the baby swings and went straight to the big kid swings. Only a couple of falls so far.

Last night when we finished up the last few things at the house, we said “Bye-bye house” with her. She was born there.