Packing up and moving out

After nearly two years in the house on Oakwood, actually one day short of two years, it was time to pack up and move 740 miles south. Fortunately I have great family and friends. With my schoolwork all due right around the time I moved, I spent a lot of time sitting and typing while everyone else packed and cleaned.

And, yes, I did feel guilty comma.

Early the next morning we were off: me driving the huge U-Haul towing my car behind with myB navigating, my parents following with Kasia. Poor girl. She cried the whole way down and she usually loves riding in the car.

I know you can't see, but my car is packed with all my electronic equipment, I figured the soft seats were a better cushion than being in the back of the U-Haul, and then we covered them with all my hanging clothes and a couple light-colored blankets to keep it a bit cooler. We wasted no space whatsoever!

As a side note, do you know expensive U-Hauls are? I had to pay $1400 up front, and that didn't include any extra insurance or gas. Thank goodness I didn't need the insurance, but I spent well over $500 in gas. Yikes!

We spent the night in Lexington, thanks to my parents. Kas slept with myB and I, and seemed much more well-adjusted then. This, of course, after spending hours prowling around the hotel room getting into every corner and on top of every horizontal surface.

The next morning after a quick breakfast we were off again, east to North Carolina then south to Greenville. This is what Google maps can't tell you: driving in mountains sucks and is scary as hell, espeically when driving an oversized moving van towing a car in heavy traffic. Oh, yes, I drove I-40 across the TN/NC border. I think the steering wheel still has the imprints of my fingers in it. myB was very encouraging, even pretending for my sake that there weren't humongously tall walls of granite on both sides of us that were constantly waving and leaning over the road, ready to crush us at any second, should the whimsy strike them. I'm sure they might be beautiful, from a distance, when they are in a good mood, but no thank you.

We got into South Carolina and made it to the apartment complex about half an hour before they closed for the day, I got my apartment, and we moved me in, but that's another post! (There is a sign in this last pic that says "Welcome to South Carolina", but it is extremely difficult to get pictures of signs like that at 60 mph.)