The boxes are coming, the boxes are coming!

WE MOVED! (mostly)

The big move went well, and I can't recommend the 3 guys from our local Mayflower moving company highly enough! Wow, they were fast and efficient.

We, on the other hand, are having trouble getting back to the old house, packing the remaining stuff, getting to the new house, and unpacking. I'm just not motivated to go back and lug more boxes around. I'm beginning to dislike rectangular cardboard shapes! :-)

Now, we have to spend some time painting the OLD house, scrubbing the carpets, and fixing up any small repairs...everything we did at the NEW house for the last two weeks. The paint brushes and rollers are coming out again, only this time we're painting for someone else. Not as much fun, by far!

The new house is great...just wish we could spend more time enjoying it! That will come (I hope) as soon as we get the old house sale-ready. Open house on Sunday...let's see if someone is interested now that it's empty and they can visualize their own stuff in it.

Maybe I'll sleep in March... ;-)

Visions of paint cans danced through my head...

...because
* the house sale went through on Jan. 22,
* we decided that living in a house with all-white rooms would be scary,
* we were delusional enough to think that painting would be a good exercise for newlyweds,
* we could paint cheaper than a contractor, and have more control over the schedule,
* if we got everything painted before we moved in, it would be easier, and
* since I'd have 2 days off for Presidents' Day weekend, wouldn't it be fun to move then?

Riiiiiight.
Every night until after 10pm, I've been painting one room or another. Bless Bill, he patiently looks at each paint sample of light beiges, ivorys, and pale greens that I excitedly show him and says, "But do you LIKE it? 'Cause if you do, it's fine with me!" He's done his share of painting, too, which is why we're both hallucinating from the paint experience. ;-)
We've decided that we work very well together...in different rooms! :-) I am obsessive-compulsive about the way I trim a room, which takes me forever. I also can't stop until the room is finished. Hence, the 10pm evenings...after which, I still have to drive home and get ready to teach the next morning.
FINALLY...the painting was finished last night, we're packing the essentials today (God bless the snowstorm that finally hit the Northeast - no school!!), and the moving truck comes tomorrow.

More as it happens! (For the record, I'm in awe of you people who pack up and move across the country. I'm having trouble keeping my head above water just moving 12 miles away!)