Already in St. Louis
Well, between all the stuff that had to get done our last week in St. Louis, I didn't get a chance to give an update before we left. The party was great. People ate all the food -- 2 hams and lots of snacks, a keg of rootbeer, and most of a keg of beer. We had a moon-bouncer and it was a great time.
The last week of school was hard. I don't like goodbyes, and I said lots. Albert got a nice present at 8th grade graduation to recognize all the volunteer work he did at school -- running the PTFA for years and doing lots of other stuff. Basically, spending all his free time there.
Karl had his 8th grade graduation, and it was lovely. He was the salutatorian (sp?) for his class -- just like me -- and therefore gave the farewell speech. And then the next day was the last day of school, and most of the 2-1/2 hours of it was spent in chapel, hearing the choir sing and having all the teachers present year-end awards to the kids. I held it together at graduation, but really started crying at the chapel.
By the end of the ice cream social on Friday night, we were all emotionally and physically exhausted (Albert was actually in LA working). We slept in a hotel, came back to the house to finish our own packing, and finally got out the door at 2:30pm. Although we had planned to leave the cats behind, the person who was going to take them said no at the last minute, and they came with. We were actually happy about that.
We've been here now for five days, and had help from Kat and Mark every day (this isn't the kind of help we were thinking about when we moved down here, but it's been terrific). They've cooked food (Mark), watched kids (Mark), cleaned floors, moved furniture, and offered lots of advice about where stuff should go (especially Kat). Tonight, we finally have a house that feels pretty much put together.
The last week of school was hard. I don't like goodbyes, and I said lots. Albert got a nice present at 8th grade graduation to recognize all the volunteer work he did at school -- running the PTFA for years and doing lots of other stuff. Basically, spending all his free time there.
Karl had his 8th grade graduation, and it was lovely. He was the salutatorian (sp?) for his class -- just like me -- and therefore gave the farewell speech. And then the next day was the last day of school, and most of the 2-1/2 hours of it was spent in chapel, hearing the choir sing and having all the teachers present year-end awards to the kids. I held it together at graduation, but really started crying at the chapel.
By the end of the ice cream social on Friday night, we were all emotionally and physically exhausted (Albert was actually in LA working). We slept in a hotel, came back to the house to finish our own packing, and finally got out the door at 2:30pm. Although we had planned to leave the cats behind, the person who was going to take them said no at the last minute, and they came with. We were actually happy about that.
We've been here now for five days, and had help from Kat and Mark every day (this isn't the kind of help we were thinking about when we moved down here, but it's been terrific). They've cooked food (Mark), watched kids (Mark), cleaned floors, moved furniture, and offered lots of advice about where stuff should go (especially Kat). Tonight, we finally have a house that feels pretty much put together.
2 Comments:
At June 17, 2007, Gretchen said…
Glad you made it, can't wait to see the house.
Every cat I tried to move never quite adjusted. One would try to escape to the attic or under the floor. The other lived outside on the roof.
Cheers.
At June 21, 2007, Gretchen said…
So is the furniture arranged properly?
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