Well, we’re here. Tired and grumpy the lot of us.
It never fails that at the last minute I’m always frantically cleaning the house. Even though every single house I have ever moved into was nasty (no matter whether it was bought or rented) I always feel compelled to clean the one I’m leaving. I have never been able to just load the U-haul and walk away thinking: “It’s their house to clean now.” It’s some sort of weird compulsion. I would say it’s a Dutch one, except my Dutch dh doesn’t suffer from that affliction. He’s always more obsessed with either a) how much money it’s costing or b) how behind schedule we are.
At least with this move we didn’t have to drive across the country (just several states) so the just getting here was less painful than last time. We sign for our house tomorrow and hopefully our household goods won’t be far behind. Until then, I’ll have a whole new house to clean.