The Big Move

It happened, folks. We moved. It was no small feat. Out of the 1-bedroom, 1.5-bathroom condo in Downtown St. Paul to a 3-bed, 3-bath house in the 'burbs.

The old condo

We moved to New Brighton. It's a second-tier suburbs equidistant from Minneapolis and St. Paul. (Here's some information about Tony's future elementary school: Bel Air Elementary) Anthony came into town on Friday night and we immediately started hauling stuff to the new house. This was not without fear and panic on my part. Cruising down the freeway at 70 mph with an overloaded (and questionably secured) pick-up pulling a trailer makes me very nervous. But, we did it. Tony tried to be very helpful with packing.

The movers came at 7:15am the next day. They were done by 11:30. Half the battle completed - our stuff was there. Next, the unpacking. What a nightmare. Luckily, Grandma Mary was there to help with the kitchen as Anthony and I attempted to put away and set up what we could. It's going to take a while, but we are on our way.

Little Tony's room was priority #1. Not everything is up on the walls and there are few more things that need to find their home, but he's got a room. For the first time, he has his own room.

Things are off to a good start! We will not be moving again any time soon. Did I mention it's on a lake?!

Our backyard