Our Move

So…we finished packing up our apartment in Lynnwood on Friday, April 6. We hired a U-Pack, We Drive company (ABF, in case you’re curious) to take all our stuff cross-country while we drove our two cars. They have a 28-foot commercial trailer that you fill as much or as little of as you need, and they charge you by the linear foot. They allow you three business days to load the trailer at your door, which is nice if you can get the trailer to your door. It comes on a semi, and those who have been to our apartment complex know that the semi would be able to get in, but there is little chance of it getting out again. Never mind where on earth we would park a 28-foot trailer for three days in that tiny parking lot. We scratched our heads on that for a bit before making the reservation and then decided to rent a U-haul for a day and transport stuff from our apartment to the ABF terminal in Everett (about 17 miles north for non-Washingtonians). Since we had a quote for using 16 linear feet on the trailer, we rented a 16-foot truck and figured whatever didn’t fit would get left behind. Good junk control, plus we’d only have to make one trip. Reminds me of the pioneer days with chuck wagons.
Nathan went to work for a few hours that morning, and then Grandpa Nash, Mom and Dad Nash, Jeff, and Bethany came down to help us load the truck. My friend Debbie offered to watch David so I could help direct traffic, finish last-minute packing, and get stuff organized. What a blessing! They started loading the U-haul at 10:00-ish and finished around 1:00. Then everyone else trooped up to Everett to unload and reload while I relieved Debbie from David. I contemplated putting him down for a nap, but all I had was the pack-n-play, which he crawls out of in a New York minute. I was also eager to keep him out of the apartment as much as possible since there were still loose items that would go in the car with us and all the baby-proofing was taken down. Instead we just stayed outside and played at the playground. It was a lovely day, and I enjoyed the down time and chance to socialize with my friends for the last time.
The crew returned around 5:00 with the happy news that the trailer was taller and wider than the U-haul. With that extra space we had only used 13 feet, so there was room for items that I was sad to see potentially left behind. The condition was that stuff had to fit in our van or Mom and Dad’s; Nathan already returned the truck. We loaded the last items, had a mini “free” garage sale on remaining items with some tenants, and headed off to eat and unload the last items onto the trailer on our way up to Anacortes.
We had a lovely weekend with Nathan’s family. Saturday morning Sarah hid plastic eggs around the living room for David and Sophia to find. David thought it was great fun, and especially liked the Reese’s eggs that were inside. He’d point to the out-of-reach stash and say, “Choc!” all weekend. Sunday night Nathan left Anacortes for Bellevue to stay with Grandpa and Grandma Nash for a few nights so he’d have an easier commute to work those last couple of days. David and I stayed in Anacortes and finished preparing for the long road-trip ahead. Wednesday, April 11 Sarah and Jeff helped me pack the van while Mom Nash did her morning routine (she is one busy lady!). We even had a little down time to start watching a movie before Marianne got home and we had to leave for my last doctor’s appointment in Lynnwood. Then Marianne, David and I said good-byes and piled in the car. The appointment was normal (yay) and then we met Nathan at Grandpa and Grandma’s before heading off to our first stop: Pendleton, Oregon.
We originally planned to take I-90 across to visit friends in Milwaukee and then work down to NC from there, but a look at the weather encouraged us to change our route to I-80 and and skip Milwaukee (sad!) in order to dodge some big storm systems. Somewhere in the middle of Idaho we were told that the system we were trying to avoid was now hovering over our current path. The word was that I-90 would be better than I-80. Frustrated at this news, we spent half an hour or so at a gas station making calls to future stops and see what their weather forecast was like, trying to build a contingency plan. Ultimately we decided to press on as planned on I-80 and just keep an eye on the weather. If we needed to change course later on we had a few routes in mind. Our many prayers for good weather were answered. We had sunny skies most of the way. At one point in Wyoming we had black clouds on either side of us but a nice blue patch just above the freeway. Snow flurried down, but nothing stuck. I didn’t even have to use my windshield wipers. We definitely were blessed. In the interest of time we didn’t stop and see any sights along the way; we just barreled through the countryside, stopping only for fuel and potty breaks. Around lunch we ‘d hit a rest stop and let David run around for a bit while we made sandwiches.
David fared much better than we expected for five full days in the car. Thank heavens for Mom Nash coming along. We really couldn’t have maintained sanity without her. She brought a bag of new toys and games for David, which she gradually presented over the days, and she sat in the back and sang and played with him most of the way. He also watched A Bug’s Life and Car’s more often than I would care to on my own in such a short time span, but hey, as long as it kept him happy, I kept pushing “Play.” We’ll save the “appreciate the landscape” lesson for older years. I just wanted to get to the other end with my hearing intact.
From Pendleton, OR we stopped in Coalville, UT; North Platte, NE; Columbia, MO; Crossville, TN; and finally Raleigh. Nebraska is more interesting than Kansas by a long shot, but it was still long and flat. It seems like we crossed the Missouri River three or four times. One crossing we think was actually the Mississippi River according to our map, but the sign labeled it “Missouri.” It didn’t look impressive enough to be the Mississippi according to my memory of the great waterway, yet if we go by signage we never did cross it. Is it possible to cross the country and not cross the Mississippi? Crossed the Ohio—that was more like what I was expecting the Mississippi to look like. We waved at the Arch on our way through St. Louis and loved the beauty of Kentucky. I was super excited to start seeing the Appalachians. Oh how I missed those lovely old mountains! I could hardly contain myself when we crossed into NC and passed through Pisgah National Forest, the site of all those camping trips growing up that I remember so fondly.
Monday, April 16 we finally arrived in Raleigh. We headed straight for our apartment complex to sign the lease at 5:30 before they closed at 6:00. That was the first time we’d even seen the apartment besides online photos and our Realtor’s assurance that the community was nice. Then we went to a hotel near the airport and had dinner. It was so nice to go to bed that night knowing we didn’t have to drive 9 hours the next day.
Tuesday we all went to Nathan’s work so he could check in and get his laptop back on the network. Then we went shopping to re-supply on this end, including an air mattress, sheets, and towels for the day between checking out of hotel and receiving our truck. We slept at the hotel again Tuesday night, and Marianne caught an early flight out Wednesday morning. With Mom Nash gone and Nathan at work, David and I just puttered around the apartment. I realized that none of the bedrooms had overhead lights, just outlets on switches, and headed back to the store to get lamps and a few other accessories that would not be on the truck. We set up one lamp that afternoon only to realize I’d forgotten lightbulbs. Nice one, Natalie. So, we just went to bed when it got dark. We also had great fun with the water system. Our apartment apparently had been vacant for a while, and the water all smelled and tasted like sulfur. Our neighbor said to run the water for a while to flush the pipes and it would clear up. Oooo-weee! Did it smell like bad eggs for a bit. In the process of running the water I also discovered that the showers didn’t run any cold water—only piping hot straight from the tank—so we couldn’t bathe until that got fixed.
Thursday was a grand adventure. I had arranged for our truck to be delivered between 8 and 12 and ward members to come help unload about 12:30. The freight company was supposed to call an hour before delivery to make sure we were available to receive it. Our phone and internet got set up about 10:30, at which point I realized my cell phone had been out of service and no one could contact me. I called my parents and gave them our new landline number and directions to the apartment—lucky timing since they were almost here--then called the freight company. They said they’d been trying to call but with no answer they had sent the driver elsewhere; now they would not be able to deliver our trailer until 2 or 3. I wanted to cry. Instead I called the Bishop and Nathan at work and told them about the delay, moving everyone back a couple of hours, and prayed we’d be able to get the treadmill uncovered at the back of the truck in time for the fitness company to move it up the stairs and reassemble it for us at 4:30. About Noon maintenance came by to spray for bugs and change the AC filter. Happily a freight driver was available earlier than estimated, and our stuff was delivered about 1:30. Dad started setting up the ramp and taking down the bulkhead, and then Nathan came home from work just as I was getting David down for a nap. Dad, Mom, and Nathan started unloading and I manned the phone to let helpers into our gated community. Soon the Bishop and missionaries showed up, and towards the end another volunteer arrived. I sure was grateful for all the extra help. One of the most frustrating things for me this move was standing on the sidelines and watching during loading and unloading and feeling like a completely useless pregnant lady. Sometime in the middle of all the hullabaloo more maintenance guys showed up to fix the showers (hallelujah!), and the treadmill guys showed up out of the blue to do their duty. Another blessing—we’d managed to uncover the treadmill in time for them.
Things wrapped up about 5- or 6-ish I think. Ward members went home, Dad and Nathan got furniture reassembled and arranged, Mom and I got beds put together and kitchen somewhat sorted, and then we took Mom and Dad out to dinner as a thank-you before sending them back to Aiken.
I spent a good part of Friday morning coming and going from the only Honda dealership in town to get our van serviced for regular preventive maintenance. The rest of the day was spent digging the kitchen out of boxes and getting David’s room in order. Saturday we really knuckled down and got all the boxes out of our main living areas and tidied up the third bedroom which functions as guest quarters and storage. It was hard to believe that we could get basically unpacked so quickly. Granted, we didn’t unpack everything since we’re only going to be here a few months, but still…
We were delighted to find a very friendly and welcoming ward on Sunday. We really like the area, and now finding that we really like the ward, I’m hoping we can find a house in the boundaries that we like equally as well as a decent commute for Nathan. From the apartment it takes him an hour to get to work on the other side of town. 35 minutes of that hour is spent on a stretch of road that takes 5-10 minutes without traffic. Once he gets inside I-540 it’s pretty easy sailing—only 20 minutes. He’s been examining the map and trying to find different routes to work. We’ll see how that goes!

Well, I think that’s about it. Sorry it’s so long, but it’s got all the details I know some of your were anxious to hear! We hope you are all well.

Love,
Natalie & boys