On Tuesday morning we woke and had our Texas-shaped waffles
for our complimentary breakfast before picking up our keys and going to the
water company to have the water switched to us.
I was feeling slightly pessimistic about how smoothly this day was going
to go after how not smooth the previous day was at times. I didn't feel much better when I (and the
kids) drove to the house, and I found a truck in our driveway. In fact, I kept driving past the house
because I then thought that I wasn't remembering the correct house number or
what it actually looked like. Nope, it
was MY house and somebody was parked in MY driveway. (Now imagine saying that
in your favorite bear voice. I prefer a loud, angry Mama bear voice.)
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| This is MY car in MY driveway |
I got out of the car and left the kids buckled into their
carseats. (They were thrilled.) I rang MY doorbell, knocked on MY door, and
tried to peek in MY front window. Nobody
answered so I went ahead and unlocked the door and called out,
"Hello!" Nobody was in the
house so I released my tiny but vocal horde from their seats and let them run
through the house. Chris had shown up
with the U-Haul by this time and was not thrilled about the truck either. At this point a neighbor from across the
street came outside and introduced herself and told us that the truck belonged
to our neighbors to the left of us. We
went over and asked them to move it. The
gladly did and everything was fine. They
thought we weren't moving in for another week, but now we ask them to park in
our driveway when we are gone for several days and to keep an eye on the house for
us. They are very friendly neighbors.
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| Welcome to my home. Have a seat... |
While that part of the day ended well, it did put me behind
schedule.
Math and Science professors
and some of their family members where arriving, and I wasn't really
ready.
I didn't have the kids in an out-of-the-way
spot.
I didn't have labels on the doors
or in rooms for what rooms were what.
I
didn't have drinks or snacks or ice for our cooler (and don't forget that we
didn't have a fridge yet in the house).
I had no idea where my box with toilet paper, hand towels, soap, paper
towels and trashbags ended up. (I'm still not sure.)
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| Would you like something to drink..or to eat...or... |
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| Let's go to the den and chat... |
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| or relax...oh nevermind.... |
However, the moving in went smoothly. Everything pretty much
ended up in the rooms where they belonged.
One couple went out and picked up ice, soda, toilet paper, paper towels,
and snacks. We were going to get lunch
for everybody, but they treated us instead.
A couple of them closed off the water line that would have gone to an
ice-maker/water thing in a fridge, but we weren't getting a fridge with that
type of feature. Another professor stopped by later with a basket of fruit,
snacks, and lollipops for the kids as well as some more water bottles and soda. They were wonderful and made our first day
here a very good day.
What a great looking house! I like the big windows. -Elsa
ReplyDeleteI do too. Although, I feel like a slightly nosy neighbor whenever I'm looking out of my front window. :)
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