What a difference a month makes.
On Friday, May 1st, I was told that, upon further analysis of the dark stain on my bathroom ceiling and wall (which I'd noticed and reported, along with pictures, on April 26th), several areas in the ceilings and walls of my bathroom, closet, and bedroom were going to have to be replaced, so I needed to pack a bag and be out of my apartment ASAP. Of course, they assured me that I could return to the apartment in a couple of weeks and continue living there. Uh....NO!!!
Now, my original plan had always been to move from The Colony to Frisco when my lease was up in October, but this was just happening much more quickly than I'd anticipated, and my need was HUGE: find a nice first-floor apartment in Frisco that was available ASAP. I suspected that would be challenging, but fortunately, I was able to find one, and for that, I will be forever grateful.
The weekend was all about packing. Kevin put the boxes together, I packed them, and he sealed them shut. There were soooo many boxes: small boxes, medium boxes, large boxes, extra large boxes, glasses boxes, dishes boxes, stand-up wardrobe boxes. Boxes...Boxes...Boxes...
Occasionally, we'd make ANOTHER Walmart run or go for food.
Finally, Wednesday arrived, and the "Mighty Move to Frisco" was happening. Although the day started off rainy, by the time the movers arrived, the rain was over. Buddy Moving is a great company! They're friendly, they work hard, and I highly recommend them.
By Wednesday evening, I officially lived in Frisco...and it was time to unpack.
My goal was to unpack everything by the weekend because I'd been a long-term sub for one of the Frisco high schools since April 7th, and I wanted to be completely unpacked before I went back to work on Monday.
Note to self: Planning to unpack EVERYTHING in just a few days is a bit overzealous. However, I did unpack quite a bit between Wednesday evening and Sunday evening and unpacked the FINAL box on Monday evening when I got home from work.
This mad dash from The Colony to Frisco all started on May 1st, when I found out I needed to pack up and move out immediately. It's now May 31st, and I'm unpacked and settled into my new place. It's a good thing.
Kevin reminded me earlier today that April showers bring May flowers. (Of course, April showers can ALSO bring mud, floods, and seasonal allergies. )
However, the craziness of April brought about one of my goals: moving to Frisco. Lots of other good things happened in May: I was offered and accepted a job for the upcoming school year, I met Kevin's perfectly perfect grandbaby, and I had some quality time with dear friends in Austin. However, this particular story is about a move that was completely unexpected, but now that it's over, I'm so very glad that it's happened.
