On the Move– Across the Street

My hands hurt. My arms hurt. My back hurts. And it’s all from one of the most dreaded activities among Americans: moving. Since my husband and I are only moving across the street (yes, across the street) we couldn’t justify hiring a moving company. So instead we enlisted the help of a half dozen of our closest friends. All together we made about 100 trips across the street and back, dodging some speeding traffic. The road we live on is well traveled and not always by the friendliest drivers. We were honked at, yelled at and teased, but after four hours of hard labor, we got the job done.

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3 responses to “On the Move– Across the Street

  1. Sometimes it’s the small moves that are the hardest because you don’t put EVERYTHING into a box.

  2. Alanna

    I will never forget that night! Must say, one of my favorite parts was Marco trying to haul the grill across the street and attempting to get it over the curb.. I’m laughing just thinking about it!

  3. Holli

    I just had to say that i randomly came across this page and you are very talented. And I’m not kidding…I’m not much of a reader unless it’d non-stop mystery and thrill, but word after word you just make a paragraph seem like a fun trip. Haha that’s cheesey but the only way to describe it. God’s blessed you to bless others…and you do:)

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