The Great Cooper Move, Day 1

I.

Am.

So.

Tired.

We got a lot done today, though.

The day began before dawn when I opened the front door to see my two cats hunkered down on my box of yarn. Is that hilarious or what?

The movers came at around 9:00 --a four man crew to pack and load us. Naturally it was pouring rain. (As I post this, the movers have just left for the day and the sun JUST CAME OUT. I'd say that God has a sense of humor but honestly, this just smacks of the Devil messing with us.) Ana had to go get her chickenpox booster shot at 9:15 so we left right away and then she came with me to get a shot in my foot at the podiatrist's office. (I'm having a series of shots that's going to obliterate the nerve in my foot that just will not stop hurting no matter what else we try. So, by golly, we'll show that sucker who's boss!) By the time we got home at 10:30, the movers had packed up her room so she didn't get to pick out a special stuffed animal for the trip to her grandparents. She, who has been such a trooper about all of this and who has expressed excitement and the desire to be in New York, finally melted down and said, "I don't want to move!"

Guilt? Oh no, not me.

And then my folks packed up the kids and they left for Dallas. I won't see my girls for an entire week. I think it was the right decision to get them out of all of this mayhem --the poor things were really starting to come off the rails as the house was being dismantled around them. But, gosh, I was unprepared for how much I am missing them. I think my instinct in times of stress is to gather my little ducks around me, you know? Plus, tomorrow is Ana's birthday and even though we've had two parties and I'm fairly certain that my parents are going to spoil the heck out of her using just that excuse, it seems wrong not to be with her.

I keep reminding myself that if there had been a different way to do this, we would have chosen that. Oh, that's not exactly right--there were other ways of doing this but this seemed like the best option for us.

So then, we just worked our rear-ends off all day long. At one point my craft room looked like this:

By the end of the day, it looked like THIS:

Isn't that amazing?

Among the funnier things that happened today is that the movers packed all of my clothes. I mean, they packed them before I could pack the clothes I would need from now until the time when the moving van gets to our house in New York and I greet them at the door in an over-sized pair of men's swim trunks and an old bra. Is that a problem? Because that's what I wore into the hot tub tonight to try to soak some of the kinks out of this old back.

I'll post tomorrow if I can before the movers pack this computer and the WIFI and all of that. If I can't, I'll post as soon as we're in our new house in New York on Thursday. Because after spending the day traveling with four pets, my camera, some coffee filters and the diamond I got for Christmas, I'm pretty sure I'll have something to say.

PS: The movie quote in my last post was from She's Having A Baby. Because all of my pop-cultural references are from movies from the 80's. It's not like I've seen any movies SINCE then. ("Grouper. It's grouper.")