I had a wonderful last weekend in the Midwest. I babysat for a family that goes to KinderCare, who has become family to me over the last 4 years, and who I am going to miss like crazy. My brother and sister in law were also in town to run the Twin Cities Marathon on Sunday. I don't know if you've ever been there to support and cheer on friends or family running before, but for some reason, I found it emotional. I'm sure it was all my feelings and stresses about moving, running wild. Watching mother/daughters, husbands/wives and any other couple who were in it together, cross the finish line holding hands, for some reason, brought tears to my eyes. Before the race, I had running a marathon on my bucket list. After, on the other hand, it was off that list as fast as I had put it on. My brother's time was 2 hours and 53 minutes, for his first marathon. That to me is insane. He ran better than a mom I know, who runs every marathon in our area. My sister in law was just grateful to finish, as I would be. I think people underestimate how great of an accomplishment running a marathon really is. After the marathon, we hung out at my brother's friend's house, where I soaked up all the contentment and familiarity, knowing that I would not have that for a little while, moving my life to Colorado.
Monday, I had a training all day with some of the girls I work with and then afterwards, had a drink with almost all of my co-workers. The ones who couldn't make it were there in spirit ;) I for some reason, never full on cried while saying goodbye to them all. I knew, once the tears started flowing, they were not going to stop. So when they came, I swallowed them down, even when my boss hugged me and told me how proud of me she is, watching me grow into the person that I have in the last 4 years and how lucky my new director is to have me on her team.
After a delicious mint chocolate martini, I was on my way home to load the moving truck. Little did I know, that Joel's dad had been there for the last few hours, helping my mom and dad and almost everything that I owned, was already loaded up and ready to go. Thank you so much to you guys for doing. I appreciate it like crazy! After thinking how much I hate packing and moving in general, I was to the point of throwing everything left in my room, in garbage bags. Afterwards, I went to spend my last few hours with girlfriends, where we watched Long Island Medium and got more tears in my eyes! That show will get you. Ohh man. If you have not seen it, I highly recommend it. I left after big hugs, and realizing it was midnight and I had a long day of driving ahead of me. I already miss you girls!
Tuesday, we of course, got a late start and left for my Colorado adventure at noon. The first couple hours with my cats, were nightmarish, like I thought they would be. Even after rest & relaxation medicine, Olive was meowing like crazy and Oscar was determined to get down by my feet and gas and brake. Which I, immediately thought the worst and envisioned a freak accident, involving my cats. After those first couple hours, they weren't so bad, but I could tell how stir crazy Oscar was. Olive, on the other hand, was terrified and stayed in the same spot, under my seat in the back seat, for 9 hours.
We stayed at a hotel, where we were super badass and snuck the babies in, I caught up on homework (puke), got a night's sleep and were back at our drive early the next morning. All in all, it was good travels, aside from my butt constantly being sore and my nervousness about following two of the exact same Budget moving trucks. I immediately envisioned Kevin, in Home Alone when he starts following the wrong parent in the airport. Then, I wondered where the other moving truck was going. We arrived at our new home, got our keys from my new landlord and moved everything out of the truck, all on our own, without men, in two hours. High five, mom. We caught our second wind and were up until almost midnight putting away our kitchen, bathroom and most of my clothes.
Yesterday, I had my first guests! Joel's grandparents have been in Colorado visiting his uncle, who I had never met, for the last few weeks. They planned on going back to the Midwest today but wanted to get together for lunch before they did. They came over, saw our place, and took us to lunch. It was so great to spend time with them and talk to Joel's uncle, who has lived here since 1989, all about life here. We ate at an awesome brewery, stopped and tasted more beer at another, and I couldn't help but think to myself, every few minutes, "Oh my goodness, I live here... in this amazingness." The lifestyle is so young and creative and artsy. Joel was bummed he wasn't able to spend the day with us but ohh man is he going to love it once he gets here. Also, at the brewery, my new boss texted me. Which made me smile and even more excited to start work for her on Monday. She was wondering how I was, if the move went smoothly and if I was here safe and sound. I made sure to not to tell her where I was but knowing that she went out of her way to send me a personal text made me feel great and even better about choosing her KinderCare to work at. I am not feeling one bit nervous to start my new job on Monday. Helloooo newness!
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