Oh. My. GOD

The move from beyond Hell. Hell is a waiting room for the reality of this move. A waiting room with cushy couches and valet service. Details later. We just got back online. Dar and Mark aren't here; they got called back to the house because the new owners can't get the heat on. And Mark has to feed the horse, because he didn't get to move yet. And our apartment is overflowing with boxes; we walk sideways and sometimes have to back up to let someone else pass by. So much unpacking. I need to find hangers to I can unpack my clothes.

It was mostly Dar and me for the past week, then Mark added on the weekend. We had friends help us on Friday night, and Peter Poot brought his alpaca trailer so we could use that to move on Saturday. He also brought a friend yesterday and helped us do more moving. He was great. Dar and Mark and Peter moved the alpacas over last night. We were back at the house most of today - still packing and cleaning when the new guys showed up six hours early. With a huge van, a U-Haul, and about 5 cars. And a little attitude.

And it's still not over.

From beyond Hell.