My Dad and a couple of the men from the church in Missouri came and helped up packed up or U-Haul last Wednesday afternoon. We had a going away party Wednesday evening after services and then stayed the night at Mom and Dad's. We loaded up Thursday morning and began our long trek across the country to the east coast. Mom and Dad brought their car and so Russ drove that, Dad drove the U-Haul which also pulled Russ' car and I drove my car with Mom and Chloe Jo. We stopped and stayed the night outside of Nashville, Tennessee (Ashley, I said hi to you, Katie and Brad while we were driving through!). We drove through the Appalacians on Friday and stayed that night outside of Charlottle, North Carolina.
Here we are in front of our *ginormous* U-Haul.
The thing was not full and when we opened it to unpack, everything had tumbled around and it looked like we just threw our boxes in there.
On Saturday morning we made the last couple of hours of the trip and arrived at our new home around noon. It would have been a lot earlier if it wasn't for this:
I think we were pretty lucky to drive 1,000 miles and only had this one mishap about 30 miles from our destination. The U-Haul people told my Dad to just drive on it because they would be at least 2 hours to come to where we are. So he did. And I was nervous the entire time! But, in all fairness, the tire was on the car trailer and it had double wheels and the other wheel on that side was just fine. And who are we to argue with U-Haul about driving on a flat...er, destroyed...tire?
This is our new home. It is a duplex and it is so quiet! I love not living in a complex with neighbors above us. I'm fairly happy with the place. The kitchen and bathrooms are very outdated, but they are clean now (thanks Mom for scrubbing that disgusting tub!).
I don't like our landlord. When he came to let us in he made a huge racial slur against the people who live next to us. They are Indians (as in from India, not Native Americans. I didn't realize that until Russ told me. I can't help it. I lived in Oklahoma for a while.) and our landlord said that Indians are dumb. Whatever, dude. Indians are not dumb and that is totally racist. Anyway, that and the fact that he thinks he is big stuff have made me not like him much. We asked him to fix a leak on the water heater and have an exterminator come out for some bug problems and those men all called him "Mr. So-and-so."