Contrary to how it may appear, I am ,in fact, still alive! The whole moving process turned into one gigantic mess. We were supposed to leave Georgia on a Sunday but ended up leaving on THURSDAY! At one point we climbed in the van to finally leave, but noticed everything was so heavy the trailer was pulling the back of the van almost down to the ground. So everything had to be unpacked to redistribute all of the weight. My most perfect mid-century dresser had to be left behind, but it was either keep the dresser or get to move! I would say I chose wisely.
Anyway, after a luckily uneventful drive we made it to Portland! Thankfully years of going on tour prepared me for a 45 hour drive, after doing quite a number of those they don't seem so terrible. We drove the last 32 hours nonstop! I say 'we' very lightly, I've never learned how to drive with a huge trailer and I figured a cross-country trip in the winter was not the right time to try! Finding/moving into a new house also took a lot longer than expected, so by the end this move took weeks longer than planned for. But we are here and have a house! Hooray!
I sure hate not being able to sew or getting to be productive. I start to feel very antsy and then grumpy and tired! Our house is getting put together slowly but surely, at the top of the list was getting a work table. Sewing on the floor/a tiny end table just doesn't really cut it. We also have a bed now! Sleeping on some bedding on the floor for weeks is also a way to feel grumpy and tired... so ashamedly I had some moments where I was probably pretty rude and just a blast to be around. Ha! We are still on the furniture hunt, our bedroom consists of a nice bed surrounded by piles of junk on the floor. With a big huge sewing table and a good place to sleep... watch out world! I am a work machine now (in the best way possible).