Moving a great distance is never easy. It's even worse when your moving yourself. The stress of packing, booking the truck, loading the truck, who's going to drive the truck? How are we going to get the second car there? Well, at least we solved that question, we simply sold it!
We rolled into our temporary home, 3 days after we left Florida, exhausted, angry, and definitely ready to be off the road. To make matters worse our temporary home was my Mother's basement, our bed, a fold out couch. Don't get me wrong, I'll be eternally grateful for the three week stay. It gave us time to find a house in a surprisingly tight rental market, time for me to get situated at work, and the poor dog some time to run. The cat on the other hand suffered more than most, and had no qualms about telling you about how much she hated being locked in a single room during the day, and a kennel at night.
But, REALLY- my Mom's basement! I was sure I'd outgrown that in my 20's-Guess Not.
We have since moved into a surprisingly large rental house, compared to Florida standards, and definitely cheaper. 1400 sqft. trumps 950 sqft any day in my book, the more space the better. The dog has a fenced yard, the cat has large sun drenched windows and the run of the entire house,(she's much happier), and we have a nice back porch. We have spent the last couple of weekends furniture shopping since we sold all of ours before the move. A few thrift stores, and a couple garage sales later, and I have more furniture than I've had in years.
It's October now, and cold at night with frost sprinkles on the windshields in the morning, a far cry from 90 degree Florida, but I don't mind. Our grandbaby is a 45 minute drive away, and we have visited a few times already. I've already bid for a better job, and it looks promising. It was worth the trip.