This post brought to you by the amazing power of power tools. Specially a Black & Decker screwdriver that I guarantee saved Chris and I many hours, and tired, scratched fingers.
And just like that...the move is complete! Goodbye bachelorette pad! The weekend was dominated by boxing, taping, and stressing about the movers banging up my precious things. Sunday morning was an early start as the movers arrived at 7:30, ready to whisk my things off to the house. Those men were serious professionals, and I will forever stress the need to hire help with big projects like this! Mostly due to my less than body builder physique...but my urge to keep and pack ALL OF THE THINGS. Hello three years of hoarding on display for the world to see (and judge me by).
A few hours unpacking and burying ourselves in used newspaper wrap and bubbles, we resurfaced to take a trip to a Jewish deli near the house. Followed by a surprise celebratory bottle of Veuve to motivate us to plow through the rest of the clutter.
Monday morning came the time to finally put on pants, for a holiday brunch date with my gal pal twin Kortney who is visiting from TX, and a whole crew of my favorite people.
Three cheers for short weeks, and getting to the weekend as quick as possible. I have decorating to do!