Love, Juliebug: May 2017
We moved just over three weeks ago and would you believe we just got all our belongings.This is all due to the cargo trailer tire explosion. Most of our actual "stuff" was in the trailer and living without it has made me realize how much I don't miss it. Well, except for my plates and mugs. I miss those. And, our sheets and towels as well but I digress.

We've been trying to adjust to life in Arizona again. The heat. Oh, the heat. Now while it feels like most of our days so far Arizona has been extremely kind to us on the heat front compared to its usual, it's still much hotter than Wyoming. So there's that. The main kicker is having to adjust to taking the dog out on a leash instead of simply opening the back door. We're spoiled on that front.

Apartment living isn't horrible so far. Granted we've only been in our place for a week but I like our little place. It's a townhome style apartment with two bedrooms and I'm thankful we got it. This may sound silly and it probably is but one of the first things I noticed was the flooring in the downstairs. It is a sort of grayish-brown "wood" that I couldn't possibly describe well enough but it's completely something I love. It was one of those things that made me very happy and I even thanked God for it. I know, I'm crazy but sometimes it really is the little things.

Back to the trailer, we didn't have a problem with the people at Uhaul being nice. No, they were all very nice. But, they were completely disorganized. My hubby had to explain the whole situation no less than five times. We received a call asking us why our trailer (and belongings) was sitting in their yard. Mind you, this was after them having it for a whole week. There was nothing written up about the trailer at all. A few days later we got a call about why we hadn't returned the trailer. Explanation of what happened ensued. Got a call saying the trailer was ready. We went down to pick it up and was told the tire had been fixed. There was no record of the brakes being worked on at all. Explanation of what happened yet again. We had to leave empty handed and were told we would be called. Two days later we were told it was actually ready. And, it finally was.

Honestly, I'm going to think twice about ever using Uhaul again...if we ever decide to move again.



Moves are never easy. Saying goodbye is difficult, sure. But, there are also the things you don't think about. The million little tiny details of moving. Switching addresses over. Setting up services. Deposits. I'm not even going to talk about boxes or unpacking them. We're not to that point anyway.

In fact, we move into our rental tomorrow. God provided said rental one week and one day before we actually moved. I'm writing this here so I can remember his faithfulness. It's a townhome apartment and while I am extremely grateful for it, I'm also nervous. We haven't lived in an apartment setting in, oh I don't know, 17 years? I could be wrong but it seems like an accurate number. 

I'll be glad to have the actual moving part done. This living out of suitcases is getting old. [I don't want to sound like I'm grumbling. Honestly, that is something I am working on and for me, it is a real struggle. It's so very easy to find things to worry about or complain about. I want to put effort into finding the joy, the beauty in each day.]

The move was not uneventful but I can truly see how God protected us. First of all, the drive down to his sister's house was horrendous. We had the trifecta of bad driving situations [for me anyway] and it really tested me. Snow, Dark, Trailer. I had never done well with the first two and the last was a new experience. It wasn't even just snow. It was ice and the wind as well. I think if I hadn't had my love encouraging me in my Bluetooth I would have lost my mind a couple of times. We made it down safely though I'm not sure how and we were thankful for that.

We planned on leaving the next morning for Arizona. Nope. The weather made sure of that. I'm glad to say we made the best of that situation. It was nice to spend a day with his sister and her hubby. We even went to the movies [Smurfs: The Lost Village]. We ended up leaving sometime the next afternoon and thankfully the weather was fine from that point. 

It took nine years to get here. Okay, it didn't even take nine days but my point is that it seemed to take forever. We pulled up in front of my mom's house and [dun dun dun] the cargo trailer's tire exploded. I kid you not. Apparently, the brakes had locked up and caused overheating, flames, and the subsequent explosion of said tire. There was a gigantic boom and looking back we were all amazed that it happened right at the end of our trip. Another 'thank you God' moment. 

Now if I could just invent the unpacking machine that would be great. Wishful thinking, I know.






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