Even if I'd had my camera with me, I would not have taken pictures of our empty home today. First of all, I don't want to remember it empty. I especially don't want to remember it with bits of trash and cat hair outlines where the furniture used to be. We have some MAJOR cleaning to do this weekend. Gross.
I am actually pretty sad to be moving from here. We have been in our house for 3 1/2 years. (Well, I've been there that long, Allen took a little vacation in the desert.) That is the longest we've lived in any one home since we left our parents' homes. This is also the longest we've lived in one place since college. I am very sad about leaving close friends, who are so like family, our little quiet house in the woods, and so many things that make Alaska unique. I've even been crying about it a couple of days.
However, if I ever thought that I would miss the weather, NO WAY! We've had a pretty warm winter so far this year. Temperatures were above 0 for a good part of January. Very unusual. Still winter, but enjoyable. Now we have a cold snap. When the movers arrived this morning, it was -45. And, of course, they had the doors open most of the day, taking everything that we own to the trucks. I ended up going upstairs and staying there after about 10 minutes. BRRRRRR. Occasionally, I would come downstairs and check out the progress. That would take about 2 minutes and then I would go back up and sit by the heater.
The highlight of the day was our "moving day miracle." Allen lost his wedding band in fall '04. He thought that he'd lost it at the gym, and it was just gone. We found it today! I was so excited! One of the movers said "what's that? Is that a ring?" I saw it and immediately snatched it up, with "that's Allen's wedding ring!!!!" So, not lost, just misplaced. A miracle, I tell you.