Packing up at Vassar Street:
Unloading at Friar Road:
Later in the day, we returned to Vassar Street to meet Darrell's good friend Joe and his son Reese. Joe owns a bread route, so his big bread truck comes in very useful for these kinds of moving events. We were so thankful to have their help and that awesome truck! (Three cheers for great friends!) They helped us move 90% of our boxes, yard equipment, wall decor, patio furniture, and other stuff. We finally collapsed into bed at 11:30pm, and slept our first night in the house. It was pretty great, I must say. The Master Bedroom felt like a nice hotel!
Sunday was our Vassar Street work day. We went back over around 11am and spent the next 9 hours preparing 912 Vassar Street for turnover to Margaret, our 88 year old landlord. She has been really sweet and accommodating with us, so we thought we should go the extra mile to get the house perfect for our hand-over. Also, since our dog, Charlie, left his mark on the hardwood floors, which (due to their worn finish) essentially ruined them, we thought that if we did everything else perfectly, she was less likely to ding our deposit. Anyway, we ended up having to make two trips in both of our cars to get the remaining clothes, kitchenware, dishes, lawnmower, and other stuff. We were so happy to return home to Friar Rd., knowing that we only lived in one house!
Onward and upward!
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