Well, we're out. It happened very suddenly, and we are all really tired, but the first step of the journey is behind us. We never heard when we were closing, so we thought that we had a few days to finish the terrible task of sorting and boxing. Turns out that they expected us on Friday morning, so we rushed out the door, only to find that we only had until Monday to be out. The funding happens the next business day, and the new owners were planning on taking posession of it then, which was not what we were originally told. Good thing it was a weekend, otherwise it would have only been 24 hrs.
Now we are the residents of the local RV park in Springville. Doug says he needs to go shopping and update his wardrobe to include a few good wife beater shirts. I told him if he did, He would find out what a good wife beating really was. He hasn't mentioned it much since then. He does chuckle to himself and give me a funny look every once in awhile, though.
Actually, it is a nice place. In fact, they require you to give the make and year of your trailer to qualify to stay here. Gotta keep the "real" trailer trash out. (Can't believe they let us in. Good thing we just bought a new trailer.) As soon as I find the cord to my camera, I will include pictures. In our rush to 'get out of Dodge, ' I boxed it up with some other stuff. None of our pictures are on the laptop, so now I have to decide if I am up to searching through the storage unit or not. I have a feeling that I will end up waiting until we empty it, which could take awhile, especially after the last few exhausting days. Holy cow.
Now we are the residents of the local RV park in Springville. Doug says he needs to go shopping and update his wardrobe to include a few good wife beater shirts. I told him if he did, He would find out what a good wife beating really was. He hasn't mentioned it much since then. He does chuckle to himself and give me a funny look every once in awhile, though.
Actually, it is a nice place. In fact, they require you to give the make and year of your trailer to qualify to stay here. Gotta keep the "real" trailer trash out. (Can't believe they let us in. Good thing we just bought a new trailer.) As soon as I find the cord to my camera, I will include pictures. In our rush to 'get out of Dodge, ' I boxed it up with some other stuff. None of our pictures are on the laptop, so now I have to decide if I am up to searching through the storage unit or not. I have a feeling that I will end up waiting until we empty it, which could take awhile, especially after the last few exhausting days. Holy cow.
It has been a very strange move. Usually I feel like I need to move on, and it isn't so hard to go. I don't feel that this time. I know that we are supposed to be somewhere else, but I didn't want to leave. It was a hard thing to do. I could have lived in the condo's for a very long time. Loved my neighbors. Last night we had to go back to pick up Doug's motorcycle that the Bishop's so kindly offered to store for us for a day or so, and the monthly clubhouse dinner was happening. When we entered the building, everyone clapped for us. Kinda strange, but fun. (I should have gone out, and come in again.) Things like that don't happen very often. It was fun to see everyone, and say thanks for everything to them all. What a blessing to know all those wonderful people.
