All in one piece!

One week and one day after we arrived in Sacramento, the 18-wheeler truck navigated it's way onto our street bringing with it all of our stuff from Houston. 

Let's rewind for a second...

Two days after Christmas, the packers came. It was four women and they did a great job using tons of recyclable packing paper to carefully pack all of our things into boxes. Whatever didn't fit in a box, was packed by the movers (three men) the following day. They brought their box truck into our complex and carefully wrapped everything in blankets and loaded it on the truck, along with all our boxes. They put little numbered stickers on everything so that when your stuff comes off the truck, you have a list of everything that went on. So after all was loaded up, they were on their way!

Fast forward to last Friday (1/6)...

I received a phone call at 8:45am from the driver saying "We'll be there in an hour!" Woohoo, okay, let's get the house ready! I called our friend Marsha and she came over to help me. It's helpful to have one person check the numbers off the list and one person direct where everything goes in the house. 

The truck in front of our house

When the truck pulled up, the three (different) men set up all their ramps, rugs and dollies to pull our stuff off the truck. Those guys worked hard and it probably took about two full hours of unloading to get everything in our house. All went well - our boxes were still intact and looking good, our furniture was in one piece, and the scooter made it. The only slight fiasco that happened was one of the older guys was walking up the ramp from the ground to inside the truck when the ramp slipped off and he came crashing down. He hit the side of the truck with his ribs. It looked painful but he walked it off. :-/

Kitchen before...

Kitchen after...

Mitchell and I have spent the majority of every day since then unpacking. It is a tiring process but after living a week on the bare minimum, I am ready to have our home set up. I love living in a house again because I feel like it's much easier to invite people over to a house than an apartment. Once we make friends, I imagine this house will be full of people often... or at least that's my hope! :)

The box graveyard in our backyard. It has easily doubled in size since this picture was taken.