We made it. We survived (barely) the 600 mile trek across the windswept prairie and have finally arrived in the woods of Wisconsin.
And I never want to move again.
Not that the move didn’t go well, for it did, but hauling around 7 sick children in two piece-of-junk vehicles, packed like sardines, without the comforts of stretching one’s legs or lying in one’s own bed for a week, is not my idea of fun.
This sickness was no ordinary cold either. Nor was it your run-of-the-mill 24 hour puke fest. Nope. This was a 3-week-long raging cough that induced violent vomiting from the little girls. The children affectionately called this illness the “Barfy Cough.”
I never got it, praise be Jesus Christ, but I’m still recovering from not sleeping for a week.
In any case, it’s lovely here in Wisconsin. I’m convinced that the wind never blows here. We’re on day four, and I haven’t so much as seen a tree branch flutter. This is not something you woodsy people can understand. Coming from the prairie where a 20 mph wind is seen as a “calm” day, this is just unbelievable.
Perhaps I’ll comment more on that later.
A Few Pictures
For those of you who are curious, here a few photos from moving day. I hope to write more soon, but I’m afraid I’ll need a few more days off, as there are a few items that need my attention…like my backload of laundry and those unopened boxes.
Lastly, here are some Quick Facts.
Quick Facts About Moving:
- It’s terrible.
- I’ve learned that all one really needs to unpack are a corkscrew and a crockpot.
- In Wisconsin one can buy alcohol right in the grocery store! Scandalous! And so lovely!
- Our city offers Log Rolling lessons alongside Swimming lessons. I don’t even know what the former is.
- I changed my mind about Number 2. Really, you just need a coffee pot. In fact, you should carry one in your purse at all times because you may not be able to A.) find yours, which is likely buried in a box labeled “books” or B.) feel like driving to the gas station at 4 am when your sick children have decided that they’re up for the day.
- I have a new respect for Abraham being called out of Ur. When moving, one should just meditate on that for awhile. At least I didn’t have to sleep in a tent.
- The children enjoyed moving because they got to eat candy on the way. (I just asked Child Number 5 what her favorite thing about moving was and she said, “Candy.”)