So we made it to Vegas. It was a bittersweet moment loading the kids in the car Saturday morning. One that brought a few tears to my eyes. As I pulled away from our house so many thoughts went through my head...'this is the last time I will be pulling away from this house...when will I be back...why didn't I take more advantage of all the amazing things the bay area has to offer...I am going to miss all my wonderful friends here!' I am so sad that I did not take more pictures of the adventures this past month. There were some funny ones, some that made me cry and some that made me want to check into the nuthouse! lol
First of all I need to thank everyone that helped us. We are so lucky to have such great friends. Not only did I have a crew help me load the truck, I was bombarded with help the week prior with packing, cleaning and babysitting. You all are so wonderful and I hope that we will be able to keep in touch with all of you.
So as most of you know, Peter left two weeks before me to begin his new job, which left me to pack up the house. If you don't already feel bad enough for me, just know that this is not the first time he has done this. :) But also, in Peter's defense, he had a pretty good reason to leave. Regardless, this left me with the task of packing up the house with two kids, cleaning my house with two kids and also taking care of my two kids. As I mentioned above, I had lots of help. I had my parents and sister's family here for Easter and they helped me pack some stuff up before they headed back to Utah. After my family left, I was all alone...or at least that is what I thought. The day after they left, I already had friends calling me to help pack, babysit and clean. Someone took Max for me everyday the week before we left.
On Thursday a bunch of my friends came over for a packing/cleaning girls night out at my house. I wish I had pictures of this night. It was so much fun to hang out with everyone. (probably not so fun for all you girls...you all worked your buns off!) I thought that I was pretty much done when they came over, but I didn't realize how much I still had left. I would not have finished if it weren't for their help. Sarajane brought me a loaf of homemade bread with honey butter....YUM!!! I had it for every meal for three days straight it was so delicious. (still waiting for the recipe) ;) Also, Jenny brought some orange creamsicles which hit the spot after working up a sweat. Thanks so much girls!
So then the much dreaded Friday came...MOVING DAY! :( I actually started off the day with a pedicure which was so nice! It was nice to just relax for about an hour before I started this crazy day. After my pedicure, I tried to clean the house for my inspection. Again one of my friends, Sarajane, came over to help me. I had my inspection and then it was off to get the truck. Originally, the plan was for our friend Chris to go with me to pick up the truck. (so I didn't have to drive a 26' truck around town) That was before I realized that the truck place closed at 4:30 and that was before Chris got off work. So yes, I ended up having to drive the semi back to my house. I have never been more scared to drive in my life!! I was so happy when I made that last turn to my house! We had a good crowd show up to help us move and we were done within a couple hours. The truck was packed SO tight and everything fit! Hooray! After we loaded the truck I picked Peter up from the bart station. Max was so excited to be reunited with his daddy! He missed him so much. Shortly after Peter came home we went to sleep only to wake up early to a long drive neither is us were looking forward to.
Now for the drive...I wish I would have journaled about this trip the day after it happened. It would be in much more detail and maybe a little more humorous. I will just sum it up. Peter left about an hour and a half before the boys and I. (thinking it would take him longer because he had to drive so slow) The first half of the trip went great. The second half not so great. I think I averaged more time stopped than on the road. Both of the boys were not feeling well. About 30 miles before we reached our "final destination" Max decided it would be a great time to throw up. I had to pull over yet again to clean it all up. The most frustrating thing about him throwing up was that we were sooo close!! So with all my speed bumps along the way, Peter managed to have the truck unloaded and loaded into our storage, made a trip to the grocery store and had the BBQ going ALL before I pulled up!
(an update on our time in Vegas will come later...along with pictures)
