Day 324: Insomnia

We really like our new place. The only downfall: raccoons in our attic. All the scratching, running, jumping, chewing, wrestling, and chattering keeps me up at night. On Sunday maintenance caught this guy in a live trap in our attic. (Can you keep a secret? I was in tears when I heard him trying desperately to get out of the trap for hours on end.) Poor guy … I wish they’d just fix the roof so we don’t have this problem all winter.

P.S. Since this is Thanksgiving week, I’m going to post 7 Day of Thankfulness, beginning with Monday’s photo tomorrow.

Our cute but unwanted house guest, the raccoon.

Day 312: My Trek is Crying

We’ve only been in our new place for a few days, so we haven’t found a good place to store our bikes yet. It makes me cringe to think that my beautiful bike spent the last two days outside in the rain. I need to clean and oil the chain and find a protected spot for it pronto!

My poor Trek road bike sits outside in the rain.


Days 307-311: The Start Of A New Chapter

Whew … I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. The move to our new apartment is complete; now we just have to finish unpacking. Here are photos from the last several days throughout the move.

We signed the lease Thursday evening and did some thorough cleaning before moving in furniture.


Thanks to this moving truck and the help of Jerod's family, we were able to move everything in one trip on Friday.
We spent Saturday priming and cleaning our old apartment, thanks to the help of my sister and nephew. I love this scene - three people cleaning my bathroom. Notice we gave the toilet cleaning job to my 8-year-old nephew.
On Sunday we took our washer and dryer to my sister's place since our new apartment provides them. My nephew was a big help.
Aside from a new air filter, our old apartment sat empty on Monday.


Day 280: Patching Holes

Well it’s official – we’re moving in less than a month. Earlier this year we had a little accident with the carpet in our apartment. Last night we tried our best to repair it. We had absolutely no idea what we were doing. If we still get our deposit back, I’ll consider this project a success (and one I can laugh at down the road).

Jerod cut out the burnt patch of carpet. Luckily it hadn't burned through the pad.
After some handiwork, we inserted a new piece of carpet I'd found near the dumpster a while back. Classy, right?
Esme was quite perplexed about the whole situation.
We glued the new carpet to the old pad, but unfortunately the carpets weren't identical, so we trimmed around the edges to blend them.
It's not an exact match, but it just has to be good enough for the apartment staff not to notice during our final walk-through. Fingers are crossed!