I suppose I could go ahead and tell you where we're headed. Now that my husband FINALLY has his orders, I think it's okay to say we're going to southern Spain. We'll be living near the ocean, on the Atlantic side.
All the planning for this move has brought to mind our last move, from Alabama to Virginia. We were in Alabama, and the packers were loading the last bit of our household goods on the truck, when they came to the sad realization that they weren't going to be able to fit everything INSIDE the truck, therefore they strapped stuff to the OUTSIDE of the truck. You know I had to get a picture of that!


I can only imagine what the people on our street here in Virginia thought when this moving truck drove past their homes and pulled into our driveway. I know what they thought alright. They thought, "Where's Jethro, Ellie Mae, Jed and Granny?" I'd have thought the same thing.
I wonder what memorable moving moments we'll be reminiscing about in a year or so. Stay tuned...
3 comments:
Oh my, that's pretty funny! I always loved moving day when I was growing up. Spain...how exciting!
DANG! That is one big ol' truck!
Looks familiar.LOL Reminds me of when we left Kansas and moved to Scott AFB. We had a big truck and I thought I would have a heart attack when a dinky truck showed up on the other end. Turns out they decided to load two smaller trucks. That was our shortest and messiest move of all. Gotta love moving...uhuh
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