It all started a couple of weeks ago when Personal Movers arrived at our home in Arlington and proceeded to wrap, box and load our life into a big blue and white moving van. After almost 9 years in The Heights we had amassed quite a collection of things, some necessary and some otherwise, and seeing it all put into cardboard boxes and piled higher than the windows was both shocking and refreshing.
We were moving to Charlottesville, but Susan still had one week of work left in Boston. As soon as the truck was loaded and had pulled away, the boys and I jumped into the car and started south on interstate 95 for our new home. Because neither Utah or Normand have spent a lot of time in the car over the years, it was quite an adventure for all of us as we slowly made our way down the mid-atlantic. We managed to make it to Delaware before Normand kicked the Audi into neutral as we were moving along the highway, and that became our cue to find a place to spend the night.
After an uneventful night in Delaware, sharing a king bed with the boys and all of us missing Mom, we piled back into the Audi and headed south for the last bit of our trip. The rest of the trip to Free Union was quick and beautiful, and arriving to a completely empty house knowing that it was the beginning of something new, great and totally fun was more exciting than my first trip to Disneyland.
Thanks for reading along and check back soon for new and exciting stuff from Charlottesville, Virginia.
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