Moving Day

After a very long day (a long week, actually) of packing, organizing, cleaning, and crying, we finally moved out of our little apartment in Whittier. With the help of friends, we packed all day on Thursday, and then Robby and I drove the old familiar drive to Visalia late Thursday night. Thanks to all of our fantastic friends for helping us: John, Kelly, Dave, Andrea, Andrew, and Curtis. They may not have wanted to help us move (because they'd rather us stay by them), but they were still amazing in helping make it possible.

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Curtis and John working hard. I think these were the boxes that were filled with rocks.

Taking a pizza break

We're all smiles here, but the tears soon began flowing. Sniff.

To make the move a little easier, John and Kelly came and spent Friday night and Saturday with us in Visalia. We had a great time going to Fugazzi's for dinner (my favorite Visalia restaurant), TCBY for dessert (which is pretty much non-existent in SoCal), and Huckleberry's for breakfast.

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John and Rob ordered the same dinner and the same dessert. What will these two do without each other around?

J&K are dedicated friends. They spent their anniversary helping us move. Sorry for such a lame anniversary present!

More pictures of our new (but old) home to come soon.