Hey Friends and Followers,
I’m back. And I write my first blog from our new home in Connecticut. This move was interesting. As we all know, nothing comes 100 percent smooth. While some things are easy, others are just painful during a big move as we just did.
Kevin decided to get two rooms in a pet friendly hotel in The Colony. Everything turned out great. The girls and the dogs had their own room, while Kevin and I shared a room with the cats. That was on Saturday. Originally it was planned, that the movers will come into our house on Sunday, 23rd. But something didn’t work out as planned with the moving company. They had to push it to Monday, 24th. Okay! This actually turned out to be a better timing, because Kevin, Katelynn and Sara could straighten more items out and clean up some rooms, before the cleaning lady would come in on Wednesday, 26th. Luis and Zoey had another chance to run around in our old backyard and go nuts with the neighbor’s dogs. Meanwhile, I stayed with the cats in the hotel and watch TV.
Monday morning approached, when Benny decided to walk along the headboard of our hotel bedroom. The damn cat lost it’s balance, tried to fall on its feet and ended up scratching me across my forehead with its back paw. Benny didn’t mean to do that; he got startled and tried to catch himself. It just so happened, my head was in his pathway. It didn’t hurt much. But it sure bled a lot. After I cleaned my face up and put some Neosporin on the scratch, it looked worse than it really was at the moment. Well, Kevin went back to the house to let the movers in, stepped wrong out of the car, rolled his ankle and sat there for at least two minutes to get his senses back together. By the evening it looked and hurt so bad, Kevin wanted to get the ankle checked out in the ER. Thank goodness, the X-rays came back as no broken bones and no torn, but stretched ligaments. The ER doctor told Kevin to take it easy. If he thinks it hurts now, he should wait until tomorrow. We could tell, she’s former Military. 😂 All wrapped up, Kevin and I went back to the hotel. Guess what? The ER doctor was right: Kevin said, it hurts like a b****!
In the morning, before we left town we went back to the house. We still had to bring our house keys back. And I just wanted to say “Goodbye” one more time. I walked through every room, standing in it for a moment, before I moved to the next. Before I walked out, I hugged the divider post between our den and dining area one more time. Sixteen years of memories. I almost cried. But I was so ready to move on to our next adventure. It was time to let go and get to the car.
The next three days were the smooth ones: Our pets behaved themselves very well. There was only a small mishap in the beginning. Joshua and Chewbacca threw up, but became comfortable quickly after we sprayed more calming spray on their beddings and gave them some calming treats. We purchased a big dog crate prior. That way, the cats weren’t all “prisoned” in small cages. They had room enough to move around, go to the litterbox, whenever they needed, had plenty of food and water, and snuggle with each other. Sara made sure, they were all taken care off, while on the road. The dogs got plenty of walking time. There were a couple of times, Zoey did not want to go back to the car. This was the sign to look for a motel room. When Zoey had enough, everyone had enough for the day. However, we drove these 1650+ miles in three days. On Thursday, 27th, we finally arrived at our new home. We unloaded everything, so Kevin could bring the U-Haul back the following morning. And since then, we are busy putting stuff away everyday.
On The Road Again …