My car! They took my car!

As part of our plan to have as seamless a move as possible, we are shipping my car ahead to Boulder so it will be there when we arrive. In fact, our friends Ryan and Stephanie (Los Angelinos now living in Boulder) are going to pick us up from the Denver airport in our own car!

So this morning a 90-foot tractor trailer with a "Hard Core Jesus Freak" sticker on the cab pulled up in front of our place to pick up my car. It was quite a sight to see and the kids were FASCINATED as this giant big rig (or in 20-month-old Zach-speak "Bee Weeg") loaded up my car for the journey to Colorado. The driver and his partner/wife were even nice enough to give the kids a tour of the driver's cabin, which in this particular truck included a shower, full size bed and kitchen and wood paneling.

Later in the day, we picked up a rental truck so we could retrieve the queen sized bed frame we loaned some friends a few years ago. Of course, once we got it back to our place we realized we had nowhere to put it, so we spent the better part of the afternoon moving piles of boxes from HERE to THERE so that we could put THAT over HERE and THIS PILE could go over THERE and if we put THAT on top of THOSE things then we might be able to get THAT stuff to fit behind THOSE etc. Gosh I hate moving.

Finally about 4pm I had to go visit with and say goodbye to our good friend Amanda Muller nee McPherson. She had twins about 6 months ago and it was heartbreaking to say goodbye.

The days are positively flying by now and it seems like everything I do is a "last". The last time I go to a certain restaurant. The last time I see a friend. The last Sunday night in Los Angeles etc. I keep reminding myself all the "firsts" we have to look forward to, but it's still tough to go through an extended week-long goodbye.

I hope our Los Angeles friends realize we are serious when we say we have a guest room ready at any time...