Moving before the storm

Wichita Sister

As promised, I am going back in time to Saturday, February 14th--the day of Love-- We left a day earlier than anticipated because MIL saw the forecast was going to take a MAJOR down turn. I looked at the radar and saw nothing, but I have always joked if you want to know the weather ask my FIL, the tree farmer! He seems to have a knack for knowing the weather! We packed up, said good-bye (again) and kidnapped Wichita Sister and the nephew! It was not a bed drive considering I had a 21 month old with me! :) Amazing what technology can do for a long trip!

The nephew

Off we went for 12 hours back to Indiana to move into the KNOB house!

We got there around 1 in the morning and all crashed. I knew I had a LOT to do the next day to get the rental property ready for the moving truck for Monday morning. Needless to say, the moving truck decided it would be best if the truck was loaded on Sunday afternoon by the two guys from Kansas! Yippee!

We managed to get the rental property packed onto the truck and put our beds at the back. Prince Charming suggested Get A Move ON head up to the Knob and unhitch the rig and leave the trailer there over night. (WAY TO GO! AS THE STORM WAS COMING!!! This ended up being a COMPLETE blessing in disguise!) I had to lead the way in the ol' rockin' van as GPS shows a way that would cause a semi to Jack KNIFE!!! So, onward and upward!

Devil's Butt Crack--the 10 seconds of silence stretch of Knob Road

 We were successful at parking the rig, unhitching the trailer and getting our beds off the truck! YEAH! We had a HUGE empty house and didn't know where anything was as we were thrown off guard by packing/loading and moving on Sunday.

The boys had a blast playing in the empty house! I'm so 

glad we ended up parking the rig because the S-N-0-W was coming. We agreed to meet the semi on Monday morning at the bottom of the Knob at the McDonald's. Wichita Sister and I decided we needed to make a fast Wal-Mart run to get milk and a few things. B-I-G mistake. This is Wal-Mart when you say the F-O-U-R letter word in Kentukiana....

The line took 45 MINUTES to get through and EVERY bag of salad was gone. I'm not kidding. Every bag was gone. Milk and bread were scarce, but the salads MIA. WOW. I'll tell you what....if a Zombie Apocalypse comes, you can only IMAGINE the last thing I will be grabbing is a bag of salad?!@?! Who does that? 

Here is what starts falling in the middle of the night....