Our daughter, son-in-law and grandson rolled in from Wyoming at about midnight on Monday--make that the very wee hours of Tuesday morning. A wrong turn delayed them for a bit, then they lost cell phone coverage. They pulled into the local Wal Mart and went into the electronics dept hoping to sort the phones. The man in charge there assured them that he "growed up in Gradyville" and would be going off work shortly and could lead them to our turn-off.
We were pacing the floor, wondering what had happened, so got in our car and drove up the road just in time to meet M. carefully maneuvering the rental truck onto the narrow winding road.
After greetings and hearing the short version of their trip we all very belatedly went to bed!
It was pouring rain all evening and still misty and dank in the morning. By noon there were welcoming sunny skies, a chance to admire the flowering trees and shrubs.
Daughter G. bundled in her Dad's jacket bringing her Maine Coon Cat in to be reacquainted with us.
The rental truck has to be turned into the local U-Haul depot today.
The decision was made to store belongings here and there in our various barns rather than
in a storage unit in town.
Worldly goods being removed from the truck.
Daughter is very attached to that faded pink bathrobe--I think its the equivalent of a "Linus blanket."
As they say in the South, "Lawd, have mercy!"
Our garage is filling up.
I am definitely in "flash back" mode--this reminds me of way too many moves
in the past decade.
Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could really cull our belongings and "travel light?"
M. and G. are delighted with the Kentucky countryside--all the greeness,
the songs of the mockingbirds each morning and
the "peepers" singing from the creek every evening.
They just need to find a house--a daunting prospect.
Grandson D. is [I think] a bit stunned--and maybe not too anxious to be introduced as the new kid at the local high school!
We predict that before his first week there is out the cheerleaders will be competing for his attention.