Ultra-Big Thanks

When I am talking about thanks, I cannot go any further without recognizing the two men in my life.

We would NOT have finished on time without Nick and Dad.

They stayed up for 18 hours straight packing the Pod.

They worked this huge game of Tetris for 2 days in order to make everything fit.  And it was a MASTERFUL game of Tetris.  The only things that we left behind were two box springs, Nick's ShopVac (which he was very sad to leave), some Christmas garland, a box of junky working clothes, and a few other miscellaneous items that I don't even remember because they weren't important.

When you are moving cross-country, you really become very picky about the stuff to take, and the stuff to leave.  There are several things that did not make the cut that would probably have made it if we were just moving to another house in Dayton.

We did have one incident.  Dad and Nick were carrying out our dresser together, and Dad's foot caught on a box that was in the way, and he fell.  In attempting to rescue the dresser from being badly damaged, he failed to break his fall.  So his head broke his fall, instead.  Right on the corner of the floor of the Pod (the white part in the picture above).  It bled for a little while, so we got some ice and a towel, and he was fine.  No dizziness, no pain.  I looked at it, and it looked to be about a half-inch cut, so we figured it would stop soon.  He didn't have any pain, so we didn't worry too much.  A couple of hours later, while he was still at our house, it was still bleeding a little bit, so he decided to go and get it checked out at the Urgent Care close to our house.

Needless to say, I was shocked when he arrived back to our house like this!!

Turns out the doctor gave him 7 staples!  Which, by the way, staples sounds so much more dire than stitches, doesn't it?  He still didn't have any pain, so he stayed and finished working with Nick.  Now THAT is a trooper!!

I was going to put the picture of his cut on here, but I figure most of you don't really want to see it, so I took it off.  You're welcome.

When our Pod arrived here in CA, we had a little bit of trepidation when we opened it.  How would our things appear?  What would be their state?  Would things have shifted and broken on the long journey across the country?

It was AMAZING.  Nothing was broken, nothing was damaged.  In fact, other than a key and some screws, nothing even MOVED!  One Rubbermaid box at the bottom of the pile was a little squished, and all of my lipsticks were kaput, but both of those were heat-related, and had nothing to do with the moving itself.

My husband and my Dad are heroes.

A HUGE thanks to both of them.  If I had 18 DAYS to fill the Pod, I would not have done half as well as you did with 18 hours.  You stayed up late, you carried load after load, and you did it all without complaining.

I love you both.