Wow, we ran out of time. I had scheduled the carpet cleaners on Memorial Day and at the time of scheduling said "Now, that's Memorial Day, can you still do it that day?" The lady said "Sure", but then must have been listening because she called a week before the appointment and said "I didn't realize that was Memorial Day when we scheduled it..." So, they came on Saturday. We really needed the couple extra days and it was a mad house when they showed up 2 hours earlier than scheduled. They had another "big" appointment later in the afternoon and only did a cursory cleaning such that our new renter found a piece of pizza behind a door. Needless to say, they came back and re-did the carpets... (and then we spent another $600 on cleaning/fixing the carpets, but that's a story for another day.)My mom, the boys and I drove away soon after the carpet cleaners arrived. We had a couple of errands on the way out of town, such as dropping off the phone modem, buying dry ice, Omaha Steaks, and dropping hazardous household material at "underthesink". I made the underthesink lady mad because I hadn't made an appointment and all the appointments were full for the day, but I told her we were driving out of town, so they begrudgingly accommodated us. We stopped at Runza in Ogallala as a tribute to Nebraska.

We never did get a family photo taken outside of our "big beautiful new house" so Ryan took one right before he drove away in the moving van at about 1700. He and his mom worked like crazy before he headed out. He parked the truck up at Warren and my dad picked him up in the middle of the night.We spent Sunday in Ft. Collins before heading out on Monday. I even helped my mom teach Relief Society. It was nice, because I needed the spiritual boost and wouldnt' have gotten it any other way. I dropped Ryan at Warren and drove Alexander to UT in the van. My mom planned to bring Benjamin on Friday in our car (which was a good plan because he would have been traumatized when we first showed up).
Alexander did really well on the drive... especially because he slept for more than 1/2 of the trip. He NEVER sleeps that much. I got the keys to our apartment and then took Alexander to the playground. I started talking to our next door neighbor and cried. I almost called Ryan and told him to forget unpacking the truck, we needed to find a new place to live. Suzy said she felt the same way when she moved on campus. The apartment is 800 sq ft. small and reminds me of the dorms at A&M (Ryan said OCS). It was built in the early 60s and is cinder block. Anyway, it looks a lot better with furniture.We had 3 guys from Ryan's program and 3 guys from the ward helping us unpack the truck so it only took about an hour. Now to sort through the mess. I keep finding boxes that say "to storage" I wonder what went to storage that wasn't supposed to... I haven't found our tent yet or some of the outside toys. I'm not sure what Ryan sent to Goodwill in the final mad rush either :( We could have used some more of our picture frames too. Oh well... it's just 2 years. All in all, everything fell into place and nothing catastrophic happened (other than the stress with our renter and even that is something we can handle)... so we truly have been blessed.
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