update

I wish I could say I have pictures of the new house, but I don't. I can't even begin to tell you the events of the past month. We were absolutely thrilled to finally get a contract on our old house and a price that we could live with. However, we were not so thrilled with the home inspection and the repairs they wanted made. But we wanted to move, so we took on the challenge. In the past few weeks, we have had our oil tank removed, our chimney repaired, a window replaced, gutters cleaned (I mean really), a mold inspection done that required removing insulation and spraying and putting insulation back up, a squeaky floor fixed, a pocket door fixed, and part of our roof fixed. If that wasn't enough, the appraisal people wanted us to paint the exterior of the house and the sheds. Needless to say, we have had numerous projects to do ourselves in an attempt to save some money and some projects that had to be done by professionals that were not light on the pocket book. The new owners are closing on Friday and we still have painting to do. Thankfully we have a dear friend who is helping us get the work done on time.

We started the moving process on Thursday. We packed all the boxes and a few other things in the truck on Thursday evening. We unloaded the first load Friday morning and brought over two more truck loads of furniture and such. I felt really good about things by Friday night. Jason and his dad brought two more truck loads over on Saturday and we got our new appliances (but the refrigerator doesn't work). I feel like we are camping because we are living out of a cooler. Jason is still making small trips back and forth to the house for a few things, but we are basically moved in and unpacked.

I have been very emotional about leaving our old house and trying to get into a new "normal" at the new house. However, I think "normal" is not in my future for some time. We got a call last night that Poppy was in the hospital with pneumonia. I don't know much of the details, but within minutes of being told this information, I was being told that he passed away. This came as such a shock to me and even though Poppy had not been in great health, this was unexpected.

Poppy was the best grandfather a little girl could ever ask for. I will never forget his silly songs he would make up and sing. My favorite was "Grace Page Ann". Whenever Nanny and Poppy would visit, Poppy and I would always make rice krispie treats. Poppy was hard of hearing from all of his years at the shipbuilding. We always got such a laugh out of how he misunderstood things we said. My favorite will always be when we were talking about a hibiscus plant. Poppy thought we said "hot biscuits". From then on, any time Poppy misunderstood us, we would say, "hot biscuits". I am very thankful that Poppy got to meet his great grandson. Poppy will be greatly missed, but I know he is in a better place waiting for the rest of his family to join him some day! I love you Poppy.