And a TV Remote.
And a bunch of refridgerator magnets.
And a bag of screws.
And 3 wedding pictures.
And my husband's car title.
I might have put any and all important things in my purse so that I could find them post move.
And I may have forgotten I put them all there, and in a panic, tore apart our room looking for the screws.
Then, I may have just found the assortment of goodies in my purse.
We are all settled into our new room at Ian's parents house, and are working on figuring out our roles. Ian is obviously right at home, because, well, it was his home! Me, I'm just getting used to a whole new family and how they run things, which is turning out to be very taxing.
We arrived in Orlando 20 minutes after our storage facility closed (darn it!) and had to unload everything into his parent's garage. Ian and his friend Tim will be moving things piece by piece with Tim's truck.
Pictures to come of our new "crib."