Moving out of the Michigan House

The movers arrived on Monday, June 11. Five men with a mission came and packed our house up so quickly and seemed to just whisk it away. There was no time to be sentimental or savor those last few moments. By noon Wednesday, all of our belongings were either in storage, ready for an ocean shipment, on their way to the airport for our air shipment. Carter has been amazing through this whole transition. He loves sleeping on his cot at Nana & Grandpa Gary's house. One of my first thoughts upon seeing the empty house was "gosh, who were the slobs that lived here?" If you think you keep a clean house, you do not. There is nasty stuff that lives under your washing machine and dryer. There are sizeable dust bunnies under all of your beds. At least that was the case at our house. Ben and I set about cleaning. Fortunately, my mom offered to help, too. We spent all of Thursday scrubbing, and washing, and wiping, and painting. Now if only we could find someone to buy the place!

Let me tell you, there's nothing like being homeless (or living in your parents' basement) to make you appreciate the house you once had.

PS - Thanks to all our friends and neighbors who stopped by to say goodbye. We will miss you all tremendously and hope that you can find time to visit us in Germany.