Moving is hard. Emotionally and physically. Moving with 2 kids is even harder. I kept telling myself
that I was organized, checking things off my list in advance, deep cleaning EVERYTHING and that it wouldn't be too much work, come moving day. Well that really was not the case. Turns out that what you try to get done during the day doesn't really accomplish anything because of the 2 said children who are doubling the mess and bouncing off the walls from being cooped up inside from the 115+ heat.
Somehow we did it. We loaded every last piece of furniture, toy, shoe, and possession into the U-Haul late Friday night. Late, late; like 2 AM late. We all slept on the floor, Fin too and Maya got to sleep in her tent.
I was so sad to say good bye to our home. Even though it felt like death outside, I knew it would be difficult driving away from our lives in Mesa. It was the first place that we'd lived for longer than 2 years, we brought Griffin home there, Maya blossomed and flourished there and we met some amazing people there.
Living out of suitcases for the following 2 weeks was not fun. Fin throwing up in the car and screaming at me the e n t i r e trip was not fun. Driving by myself with two non-sleeping, carsick kids was not fun. But it was fun to spend time in Vernal and Pine Valley. We met up with my sister and family at my mom's house and it was awesome to see the cousins together. By the time it was finally time to pick up our keys to our new(ish) 3-bedroom, smaller apartment, everyone was so ready to be settled.
It has been so bizarre living in Provo again. So many memories came flooding in and continue to do so; especially when I walk my kids on campus to attend Maya's preschool open house (a post for another time). The MBA program here has a wonderful spouse's association with various activities for adults and children. It is nice to have so many instant friends who are dealing with your same circumstances of poverty and student loans. We are making the most of our little adventure here, itching to find out about internships next summer, and playing intramural flag football and soccer, which is saving my sanity. The weather is beautiful and my kids are loving the grass, clouds, rain, cool breezes, and the Y on the mountain, which they must scream every time they see it from the car.
Here is a quick snapshot of our adventure in moving. From left to right:
Mesa to Vernal to Pine Valley to Provo.
