Chicago, we have left the city. Cincinnati, we have arrived.
After several days of frantic packing, tearful goodbyes and the discovery of dust bunnies the size of rottweilers we were finally heading to our new home by 2:15 CST.
Andy drove our 17 foot U-Haul (note to selves, we own way more than 17 feet worth of crap). Every time he had to make a turn or navigate a curve he had to stabilize our very heavy chandler so that it would not slam him in the temple and knock him out. Patty and I took off at 80 mph in the Mazda with a mewing cat and a screaming baby. Luckily they took turns on who got to be the vocal one. As we cruised down 94 the skyline shrank behind me...and yes it made me sad (no, really, just a little bit...I am rock afterall!!).
Our movers showed up an hour late and looked to be about 16 years old ~ however, they did an amazing job and did not drop our most important box, the one marked "Fragile. Alcohol". We meet our other movers tomorrow at 1:00....watch out squirrels, here we come.
Many thanks for the many calls, texts and messages wising us well. Hugs and kisses to our coffee and bagels suppliers...you made our morning bearable.
I'm going to go pretend to be awake for the UNC game...
Good night Chicago, sleep tight. I know I will.
**Lauren, as we drove by Demotte we gave you a shout out...welcome back to the midwest!