Moving

On Monday evening Jake and I started our first ever painting project. We took our old entertainment center that won't work in our new living room, and painted over the ugly fake wood to create something new for me to store all my craft supplies in! It took us several days to finish, and we didn't get to see the real finished project until we moved into our new apartment and put the pieces of it back together. We're so happy with how it turned out, though! It was definitely worth the wait!

Friday morning we were up early to get me ready for my morning class, and I went off to school while Jake started the process of packing up our mattress and bed frame. When I came home, we went over to our new place and signed paperwork, took a full tour of the complex, and got our keys!! Then the moving party began. One of Jake's old mission companions and 2 other friends, Blake and Jessica, came over to help us. We were so grateful for all the help, since it made things go ten times faster than we had expected! We had moved over every single piece of furniture and box by 2 pm! We spent the rest of the day unpacking and organizing, which was a lot of work of course. We accomplished a lot on Friday night, thankfully!

Saturday morning we were up at 6 to hit garage sales. We had done research the night before, looking online for people listing that they'd be selling things, and made a huge list of addresses to stop at. We spent about 3 hours hunting through sales, and came home with a free shelf, and two other shelves for $1 each! Not only were we thrilled about that, but at one of the garage sales there was a bake sale and what did they have? A rhubarb pie, Jake's favorite dessert. So of course we had to buy it! I've never seen someone so ecstatic over a dessert before. I had a very happy husband on Saturday!

Sunday was our first day at our new ward. Jake had looked online and figured out what ward and what building we'd be in, but when Sunday came around and we drove over, we were in the wrong building. So we drove down the street and there was another church building not even a full block past that one! We went inside and got seated just as sacrament meeting was starting...only to discover that we were STILL in the wrong place! We finally figured out that the building we were in had TWO chapels, and we had ended up in the wrong one. But it was too late to leave now, so we stayed! However, was that awkward enough? Apparently not. This sacrament meeting was the last one for this ward's bishopric, so the old bishop and his wife and the new bishop and his wife all got up and bore testimony and talked about their love for the ward. Then, at the end, they instructed everyone to exit out the left side of the chapel so that "the bishopric can hug and thank each of you individually for being a part of this ward." Jake and I just looked at each other with fear in our eyes, and I whispered "Run!" We took off like a flash out the opposite door, and made it to the car pretty quickly! We're laughing about it now, but MAN was that painful haha!