Moving is a Pain

Dan and I are in the process of moving downstairs. Our upstairs room is too small to contain all our junk and Skelly. The plan was to have the boys move downstairs and share the big room. Skelly would get Jonathan's room and Nolan's room would become the guest room. Yesterday was the beginning of moving day. Dan had a stroke of genius and decided that we'd better check to make sure that Nolan's room had a cable-jack before we moved anything. We checked all his walls, no jack. We checked to see if Jonathan's room had a cable jack... no jack. The cable-jack is essential to our lives not because we have cable TV (because we don't), but because our phone and internet service are provided by the cable company. No cable-jack = no phone or internet. In the end we decided that the boys would have to keep their upstairs rooms and Dan and I would move downstairs and the "den" would become Skelly's room in a few months.

So the move began. I hate jobs that require you to make a big mess to get organized. We moved 2 bookcases to the toy room. The treadmill went to the den (for a few months anyway). The futon went to the toy room. The guest room dresser went to Nolan's room. Nolan's dresser went to Skelly. 2 more bookcases from the guest room went to our old room. All our bedroom furniture and 2 bookcases are now in the old guest room. Now we are shuffling our bedroom furniture to a configuration that we like (funny, the downstairs room is bigger than the master bedroom, but we are having a hard time getting our stuff to fit thanks to the fact that the computer is staying in the downstairs room, and we have 2 windows and 2 closets to work around). Anyway, the house is in utter chaos because while the "big" stuff has been moved, all the "other" stuff is awaiting transport. Last night we slept upstairs, but had to get dressed downstairs since our clothes were moved last night. Hopefully, within the next couple of days, we'll have everything organized and my house will be recognizable again!