Here we go. Andi's stuff has finally arrived. Let the games begin...again.
I'm sure we had a living room floor here somewhere.
Actually, it's a little comforting as I sit on the couch, surrounded by more boxes and furniture. We have a lot of work ahead of us, but I can feel a sense of relief, knowing we're able to fully settle into our home.
Luckily we really like our apartment because after all I've been through, I have no intentions of moving any time soon.
Andi's movers were amazing. Aside from one small mishap in the alley (their fault) and one or two slightly bigger mistakes (not their fault), the guys hustled their butts.
Skinny boy and his mini-me came packed with solid muscle. I never would've guessed. Robbie would've been impressed with their work ethic. They even got Andi's computer hutch up the stairs, through the front, hallway and bedroom doors without so much as a bump on the wall.
It's a real good thing we didn't move in on the same day (or in the same week). Trying to imagine all my boxes in the mix is more than I can handle. I still have five or so of my own boxes to get through. My bedroom could use some more attention. But I'll get there.
Hunny was a great sport this evening. When the movers arrived, I put her in my room with the fan on high so she wouldn't be bothered by our comings and goings. She never made a peep. I imagine it was a little confusing when she came out to a single-lane pathway from the bedroom to the kitchen -- with a small branch off to the front door.
I'm really impressed with how Hunny's handling all these changes. She loves Andi. It was love at first sight when they first met in January.
Yeah, this is a good thing...