This last month has been insane. If I haven't mentioned it before, the owners of our house had been trying to sell it, off and on, for the last two years. In our opinion they were charging way too much for it, but that left a little security for us, since we figured we wouldn't have to move if it didn't sell. It's been a royal pain having to vacate the house with the dogs every time somebody came by to look at it. We figured they wouldn't appreciate two 50lbs dogs jumping on them without their owners present. Unfortunately, the house finally sold... one month before we were supposed to move back to Tennessee. We were told at the end of May that we'd need to be out within 30 days. Normally, we would have been able to do it, but I've been working nights in the emergency department this month. There were very few times when both Emily and I were home, which didn't help for coordinated packing. To add to that, my graduation came a couple weeks ago, coupled with a visit from my parents. We loved having them here and had a great visit, but it came during one of our few weekends off before the move. Last week I worked four nights in a row from 6pm to 3am, followed by waking up at around 8am and packing all day, only to repeat again the next day. Luckily, Ruth came into town to help pack and keep us on track. Abby also helped out a bit on moving day. Honestly, the move would have been a TON worse without them, and we thank you both tremendously!
One thing I didn't mention above was the drama over where we'd be moving. Finding a rental house for only one month that will accommodate two moderate sized dogs isn't the easiest thing in the world. We found several fully furnished places that were 400-700 sq ft, but that would have been quite cramped with two people and two dogs, especially when one of them is a boxer with no sense of his size or surroundings. Luckily, an attending of mine had a rental house available, and we locked in our living arrangements for this month about two weeks ago. It has a pretty big back yard for the pups to run around in, although I think Annabelle figures she's broken free for the first few seconds every time I let her out. The move this past weekend was brutal, as it came during the last of those four days in a row I mentioned earlier, but we made it. It was quite emotional leaving our old house, and I broke down a couple times. I think it had to do with the way we were leaving our first home and the fact that we were only moving on to a temporary arrangement. We truly loved that old house, and I will definitely miss the neighborhood.
Should I add any more to the last month? Oh yeah, I became an uncle! Jenny finally had her baby, Myers Anderson Frank. It's very surreal with Jenny in mommy-mode, but our family couldn't be happier. I'm not going to meet the little guy until August, most likely, but I've gotten to spend a few video chats staring at him and talking to Jenny. I couldn't be prouder, and I know my parents are over the moon about the whole thing. That's it for last month, next stop, an even busier month ahead...
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