Phase One: Check

Renters moved in yesterday. I deactivated my online account with our neighborhood. People are volunteering to take my spot on the HOA and we have fully settled into life as roomies with my parents. It feels GOOD!

I think Chris and I both took a deep breath on Tues. when Chris went over to do One. Last. Chore. and the renters said they would take care of it! Life has resumed as me taking care of kids and Chris working and then calling it a day at the end of it. We have both moved quite a bit in the past 10 years, this being our seventh move since we have known one another, but none have felt this hard. We've never sorted through every little piece we owned and decided whether to keep/donate/toss and that process seems to never end my friend.

Last week we took our first trial run in our Cougar and all went well! By that I mean we were tested and fared well and ended the trip not wanting to move out of the trailer.

Our first night was a midnight hook up which Chris accomplished like a pro. I was able to put kids down to bed while soothing fears that mysterious wild life was out to get us. Too bad they couldn't see the highway right outside of our camper, but maybe there would be monstrous rats that would nibble on their toes? Who knows. The next day dawned bleak and rainy which canceled our plans for biking while Chris worked, but we pulled the day off by snuggling in bed while Chris made his office under the dripping awning.

The next hookup was in a sleet and snow storm in June. That night we headed to my aunt and uncle's house and had a great time till 11pm. We made our way home (me in a skirt and flip flops) while the snow fell. A minute into our drive Austin came down with an incredible headache that ended with us pulled over at a gas station buying IBuProfin and poor Austin curled over the (gross) porcelain throne.

The next couple of days brought sunshine, smiles, bike rides and two house guests in the form of Jen and Matt. This all led up to the wedding when our poor Ollie had a bit of stomach trouble and let loose in his pants during a game of chase outside. This quickly brought an end to our wedding festivities and had us heading back to our abode-on-wheels.

Through all of this the trailer felt like home. The beds were comfortable, the toys and games were played and the space didn't seem confiding. This is all great news as like I said before we are OUT OF OUR HOUSE!