Last weekend we finally moved out of the place we called "Home" for eight wonderful years. Many memories were made here. It was truly a bittersweet moment looking back on this past weekend. Of course, moving was crazy and exhausting. Moving Andrew's records alone was quite a feat.
After we got down to our last load and finished up cleaning, we held hands and said our goodbyes to the place. Then we wrote a little something in a small place in the closet that said "AW+MM Our last night after 8 years 7-16-12" (at this point it was like 1:30 in the morning).
After we got down to our last load and finished up cleaning, we held hands and said our goodbyes to the place. Then we wrote a little something in a small place in the closet that said "AW+MM Our last night after 8 years 7-16-12" (at this point it was like 1:30 in the morning).
I was ready to leave but Andrew struggled to shut the door for the last time. I watched him staring at the inside our old home for a long moment and then he shut off the lights, and locked it up. Not gonna lie, I teared up a bit. I'm always going to miss that place.
Our new place already feels like home which is really great and the puppies are adjusting just fine. Shawn especially loves the grass in the backyard.
The record closet cleaned out!
