The day finally came...moving day. Luke had been talking about the "big truck" coming for days. We pulled up to our house at 7:45 after coming from the hotel, and the moving truck turned onto our street at 7:46. The crew was great, and they did the best they could, but it was obvious not everything would fit onto the truck. For the second time, we were the fourth family loaded onto the moving truck, and for the second time, not everything fit. 2300 pounds of our stuff STILL remains in Yuma. It is crated and ready to be picked up by a truck. So, if you are a moving truck driver, I would love it if you would pick up my stuff. Key things are missing including the Dyson, steam vac, grill, ALL the kids' bedding, my computer monitor, and many other countless things. I'd love it if that stuff shows up sometime soon.
Luke with the "big truck."
Garage...it doesn't look too bad.
No, this isn't all of it by any means, but they started pulling everything out of the house and organizing it here. Madison had to get a picture after she came home from kindergarten.
The crew was at our house until 6PM. A second, smaller and local truck, came out at 7:45 to get the remaining stuff. We just hope to see it again.
Garage...it doesn't look too bad.
No, this isn't all of it by any means, but they started pulling everything out of the house and organizing it here. Madison had to get a picture after she came home from kindergarten.
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