From Mass to Myrtle

Myrtle Beach SC.

It's the night before our flights to Denver.  I changed them from the 1st of Sept to tomorrow the 30th. There is an impending Hurricane coming up the coast, supposed to hit South Carolina Tuesday (the day we were scheduled to leave). And the thought of not getting to Denver on time, made my stomach sink.  I didn't want to take any chances, since the moving truck is scheduled to arrive between the 2nd and the 8th.  And if we were stuck in South Carolina then it would for sure arrive on the 2nd. Murphy's Law.

We spent the last month driving down the east coast.  After the house was packed on the 29th of July we drove to New Jersey and stayed with the Geraghty's for a week.  Leslie helped with the kids while I dealt with the movers.  She also talked to me no stop (not that conversations are difficult between old friends) the whole 4.5 hours from Walpole to Howell. The kids slept in the back and we didn't stop.  The easiest drive yet, although Graeme wasn't happy when we arrived.  I think he was confused. He kept me awake the whole night. :( But he quickly settled in to the transient life of moving from hotel to friends houses to lodges to my parents house.

After New Jersey we headed to DC and stayed with Andrew's close friends Jay and Dewi. They have kiddos around the same age as Isla so she had a ball with them.  Next was Tennessee,  Pigeon Forge with another group of Andrew's friends.  They planned a reunion which was great.  The house was amazing and was full of love. It was huge, there were 40 of us all staying under one roof.  It was fun to connect and reconnect to some his friends who have now become mine.  But if you had to ask Isla the highlight of the trip was sleeping with the other girls on bunk beds and Dollywood. It was our first trip to an amusement park. Isla rode all the rides she could and even did a water ride where so got soaked. She had a blast.  I also saw a bit of a dare devil/adrenaline junky shinning through, a bit of Andrew.  She was not afraid of any ride and rode many of the rides twice. She was full of smiles. It was great to see her so happy.   Poor Graeme was in the stroller all day, but he was trooper.
We were fortunate to have Bruce and Karen with us for the day.  Their little guy is the same age as Isla so it was a perfect fit for the rides. I don't think our day would've been nearly as fun or easy without them.

Then it was off to Myrtle Beach to spend the rest of our month with my parents. We never made it to the beach, Graeme is still eating the sand. Instead we lived at my Aunts pool and hung around the house.  The weather wasn't great, lots of thunderstorms. We did some touristy things like the Aquarium and Medieval Times.

So now we are embarking on our journey back to Denver to start our lives. I am nervous, excited and scared as hell. I'm also flying alone with the kids for the first time. This will be challenging but Wulfy will be meeting us at the airport to help with the luggage and logistics. We will be in a hotel until our stuff comes, hopefully on the 2nd.  Isla starts preschool on Monday, and the tedious task of getting our life in order begins.