Moving Day

Moving is never easy, especially when you are headed to the Great White North. Almost three weeks before our move date, Kelly and I shipped nearly all of our worldly possessions. We slept on an air mattress, ate off of paper plates and drank out of solo cups. It felt a lot like college - my back was a constant reminder it wasn't. Air mattresses just aren't that comfortable.

After pushing through some home renovations, it was finally time to pack our bags. The night before we left, during a flurry of cleaning and packing I noticed that the brand new carpet in our living room seemed to be wet near one of the radiators. To my great dismay, the radiator was leaking! After heading to the basement to shut off the water to the radiator I noticed what looked like a leak underneath the oil burner. When it rains it pours...which oddly enough was the source of one leak. Fortunately the water under the oil burner was run off from the torrential rain pouring down the chimney.

New Carpet

Water leaking from the Oil Burner

One problem solved. It took a plumber coming out the morning we left to fix the radiator. It was odd trying to arrange for the plumber from O'hare International Airport.

Last minute home issues aside, Kelly and I woke up at 2am the day of our flight. Her parents drove us to the airport so that would could make our 6:05am flight. We got to the airport before anything opened. We had to wait until 4am for the ticketing agents to start their shift so we could check our bags. With some careful packing we had 3 bags each within a pound of the 50lb max.

2 flights and 11hrs later, we landed in Anchorage, AK, our new home.