The adventures of a born-and-raised-in-Michigan girl (OK, woman) who's moved to Bavaria with her husband, kids, and dog.

Monday, October 03, 2005

The Big Truck


It's Moving Day (or, more accurately, Days, plural), and the big truck arrived this morning. Martin spent all weekend with his circular saw and nailgun, crating all his garage boy-toys (snowblower, lawnmower, gas grill, etc.) so that the movers could pack the first sea container (the "big truck") more efficiently. Anyone who knows Martin even a little bit shouldn't be surprised in the least, although the movers sure were when they arrived this morning to see the driveway lined with his crates!


The movers and packers themselves have been fantastic, we can't say enough good things about them. And they're constantly amazed that we're not stressed or flipping out on them (apparently moving is the second most stressful thing that can happen to you... second only to a death in your immediate family).

Nicholas is doing well, given that he has been here for the whole packing process. His bed is gone now, and his toys "disappeared" from the playroom while he napped last week. After a very brief temper tantrum (which didn't open any boxes), he gave up and started playing with the boxes. He has been a little more clingy than usual (here is is, this morning, with his milk, favorite car, and "Little Bella," the dog he sleeps with).



The current plan is for Martin to fly out next Wednesday, the 12th, while the rest of us head over to Grand Rapids. We'll have some time on our hands after the major moving is done (this Tuesday/Wednesday), so give us a call and stop by if you're inclined! Just remember there's nowhere to sit so maybe joining us at a restaurant would make more sense. :-)

2 Comments:

Anonymous Ellen said...

Hi, Catherine -- nice to see the pix that go with the text. Hope all is going well so far. I hope you got some snaps of Martin's crates -- something to show the kids when they're older. Maybe they'll end up in the lumber business, inspired by their early experiences with wood and nailguns.

4:47 AM

 
Blogger mich-girl-in-bavaria said...

Stay tuned for a post-Halloween update (complete with kiddie pics), there is big news from the other side of the ocean.

As for the crates, my fear is that the wood will be darned hard to get rid of over there (much stricter garbage and recycling laws!); but Martin assures me that people will line up over there to pay us for this marvelous "firewood" when we uncrate the toys.

3:01 AM

 

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