Some Pictures from the Big Move

Well, while I have a little bit of time with Jason's laptop, I wanted to finally post a few pictures from the Big Move. It's funny, but it feels like the Big Move was a long time in the past, when in reality it was just a few weeks ago.

Here is a picture of just some of our wonderful friends who put in hours of work on a very, very cold day. Thanks, guys! Behind them is the moving truck stuffed to the brim with our possessions.

Here is the big moving truck with a nice background of red Arizona hills. This was during one of our only scenic stops on the way, at the Petrified Forest National Park. It was an interesting place, but I wouldn't want to live there (not that it's an option). Here below is a piece of petrified wood:

We really owe such a big thank you to all the people who helped us pack up, move, and unpack (not to mention drive across the country with us). In truth, it's not terribly easy to expose the innards of one's house to other people in the moving process. Not only do people get to see the skeletons in your closet, they also get to wrap them in bubble wrap and carry them onto the truck. Your helpers get to see how much stuff you really do have, and what exactly all of that stuff is. They get to see what possessions you're moving to California that are important to you, but might seem silly or completely unnecessary to them. They are allowed to see how many items you own that go with a particular favorite hobby of yours. As a result, you hear repeated comments such as, "Wow, you have a lot of scrapbook stuff," on two different sides of the country.
However, all of this was worth it, because we so needed the help, and the job was so much bigger than we were. We are very, very grateful for all of the help that we got - thank you!

Barbara  – (13 February 2009 at 11:11)  

I was glad to help -- and I'm not sure if you have more scrapbook stuff or teaching stuff. I think maybe teaching stuff and of course, I really can't say anything critical or sarcastic about that at all. Love you, Mom

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