The Move

As a person who can be described as Type A, you can imagine how crazy the packing process made me. (Yes – those are Chris’ dresser drawers, as is, shoved in the back of his truck.)






At least my husband knows how to lessen the stress with a little humor. He calls this “Extreme Packing – packing so extreme, you have to wear a helmet!”

Eventually, we got all of our things into either my car, Chris’ truck, Mike’s truck, or the shiny trailer. Add to that my parents’ car (which we met up with in Champaign) and yes, we drove FOUR automobiles almost a thousand miles for the trip. Gas prices won’t stop us! (My apologies to the Earth’s environment...) We do have AMAZING parents, and we wouldn’t have survived the move without them all!

After getting all of the boxes and miscellaneous stuff into the 7th floor apartment (thank goodness for the invention of the wheel - shopping carts and wheelbarrows were lifesavers!), we decided to order in some pizza, which is very easy to do since our apartment building is connected to a Mellow Mushroom pizza joint. Incidentally, we had Quizno’s for lunch (which is also connected), and Jane was able to get coffee every morning from the Bruegger’s Bagels and Coffeeshop which is the third (and final) restaurant in the building as well. At this rate, I'll never have to cook!