We stayed up late the night before and got up early on the day the packers were to arrive. We closed off a bedroom as a “Do Not Pack” room until we could get everything situated and loaded into our vehicles.
Day 1 of packing went well. The moving company sent two packers. An additional packer was sent for Day 2 so they could finish up everything and have it ready to be packed on the truck the next day.
On Day 3, everything was scheduled to be packed on the truck. The driver and his crew arrived and my husband went outside to meet them. I went outside a little later and found him talking animatedly to one of the guys on the crew. Dear Hubby looked at me and told me that the guy was from the same hometown as us. I looked at the guy on the crew and he told me that he knew my brother and that we were related.
“Rick?!” I ran over to him and gave him a big hug.
Rick is my cousin. I haven’t seen him in at least 10 years. He is several years younger than me and the last time I saw him, he was in elementary school. I was pleasantly surprised to see him, but even more surprised at the fact that he was at my house preparing to load our household goods on the truck! Of all the government contracted moving companies in the world, how likely is it that a family member would be transporting our stuff, especially during a busy moving season????
Rick and I were able to catch up. The driver was a comedian and cracked jokes the bulk of the day. The other guys on the crew were very friendly and made sure that they took care of our stuff. One of them even took time to creatively pack a Welcome Home sign that I made when my husband came home.
The driver was able to set us up with a door to door move. Since we already knew where we were going to live, we didn’t have to worry about our household goods going to storage. The driver and his crew loaded the truck that Thursday and promised to have our household goods delivered to our new home on the following Monday, only 4 days later! We weren’t even going to have time to miss our belongings! This was our first time doing a door-to-door move and we were so excited about the potential for this to go well.
While the movers were loading our stuff, one of our neighbors came by with her two kids and gave me a beautiful homemade card. She wrote a sweet note on the inside, thanking us for our service to the country and for being good neighbors. It was such a nice gesture and it warmed my heart.
Little Man stayed with friends during the day all three days of packing because the loud noises frightened him. Plus, I didn’t want to worry about him getting in the way. It also gave him time to hang out with his friends one more time before moving.
On Thursday night, all of our military friends got together for a going away party. It was bittersweet. We enjoyed hanging out with everyone, but we also knew that we were going to dearly miss everyone. My friend’s daughter drew me a picture of a butterfly as a going away gift. She named him “Flutter”.
We sat up late and enjoyed each others company like it was a Friday night. We didn’t even consider the fact that some had to work the next day and we had an 1100 mile journey ahead of us.
On Friday, I’ll tell you how the cross country drive went and how the move turned out. I’ll also give you the big picture of how God’s hand was in our move.