After spending the weekend with Grace, we flew to Omaha Sunday afternoon. Grace and Chloe spent another week with Queenie while we met the movers.
Our flight was pretty uneventful.
But it's kinda hard to take night pictures out a window while flying several hundred miles per hour.
I got up first thing Monday morning and took one last picture of our house.
And said goodbye to some of our neighbors.
Before we knew it, the movers arrived and started boxing things up.
They used a lot of boxes.
By the end of Tuesday, boxes were everywhere.
More boxes than I cared to count.
Boxes were literally stacked to the ceiling.
And our furniture was covered in shrink-wrap.
Then Wednesday morning rolled around and the truck arrived.
A truck with a 56 foot trailer to be exact. That's a BIG truck.
It's a good thing it was so big because we filled it up.
The movers actually moved the truck to the side of the house so they could finish loading everything. Then they drove out by 5pm. Since we managed to fill the truck up from front to back top to bottom, the driver took it all straight down to Alabama the following week.
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