Moving South...23 Blocks

So yesterday we moved. I might say that it was one of our smoothest moves. I'm not sure if this is because we have now officially moved (if you count anything after graduating from Wesleyan) 7 times in the past 6 years. Yikers.

We had helpers (thank you helpers), and they were fantastic. Tom made me move two couches with him before any strong people arrived. That was painful, but I did it with minimal complaining. Then the ladies and I filled our cars with the random stuff and the men carried heavy things.

Now I'd say - 24 hours later (ok maybe 28 hours to be exact) we are about 85% moved in. I think we have just been SOOO ready to settle into something that we were way too excited to unpack the kitchen and all the other stuff that we have only 1/2 unpacked until now.

We have a wood burning stove which is ridiculously exciting for Tom. He had a cord of wood (4 ft by 4ft by 8 ft) delivered today and stacked it all while I was cleaning the old house. Now he is attempting our first fire. It sounds nice, but I don't think it is burning correctly b/c Tom has not left it, and it was orange two second ago, and now I see nothing. The question is, when Tom goes away in 2 weeks will I be able to make a fire by myself????

In other moving news - not sure if it is stress related or not, but Harper has now thrown up his food three days in a row. Always at a different time, never with much warning. And you know how dogs normally make that weird seasick sound where their stomach heaves? His has NOT done that. He will just look at you, go to the door, and then bleh - puke. He is eating and drinking and running. So I am not taking him to the vet because I know they will ask those questions, and when everything is normal they will not know what to say. I think it's stress or maybe too much cat poop eating, or something else gross.

Ok so the new house is cozy and cute. It's got two nice bedrooms. One bedroom has another little office off of it. The kitchen is cute - slightly awkward at times, but cute nonetheless with a little eating nook and built in table. Fun sparkly chandelier in the dining room. The neighborhood is already super friendly. We have been invited to borrow anything (eggs, sugar etc) from our next door neighbors. The next next next door neighbor has two sons, and one of them (in 7th grade) came over to help Tom stack wood. His mom apparently said she would buy us bagels next time they get them. Nice. The upstairs family seems nice too. We are a hop - skip - and jump from a soccer field at Woodland Park which until we get arrested or fined will be very nice for fetching Harper.

So Happy Days right now. This is by far the most relaxed I have felt since perhaps our honeymoon.
Oh yeah and I forgot to say that off of our porch (if you lean right), but more safely from our sidewalk you have a view of the ocean and the Olympics. Sweet!