Moving

Earlier this week I put my Christmas decorations back in their boxes to sit until next year. What’s different is that the artificial Christmas tree, nicely put away ornaments and snowmen are still sitting in my living room rather than stacked in the hall closest. Why? You ask: well that is because….we’re moving! Yes, again, moving. This is will only be our 4^th move in 2 ½ years of marriage. At least we are only moving out of the city and not out of the state or region. Let me say, moving across country is not fun; it was so not fun, we did it twice! This time, we will be moving from Louisville to Radcliff, KY.

Joel and will be living in the basement of my grandfather’s home. We will be helping with meals, laundry, house work, yard work, and most importantly, giving him someone to talk with in the evenings and to help him feel safe at night. I never imagined I would be doing something like this, but it is for the benefit of everyone. We will be able to put our money towards other things other than a monthly rent bill, and will be able to enjoy the perks of living in a single family home with a beautiful back yard and of course…a grill. A grill! Yay! Our apartment doesn’t allow us to store grills in or near the apartment so we have been with one for about 16 months. Our dog will have a nice big yard to run in along with two of my grandfather’s dog who will give him great company. And my parent’s will not have to take a long drive after a work day every other day to check on Poppa Seay and help out.

Joel and I are staying out at his house tonight just because we can and it makes him feel better. I heard one of many interesting stories to come. He shared with me how he and my grandmother were at dinner late one night when they decided to have a smoke break before they left the restaurant. My grandfather was then held at knife point and was told, “this is a robbery, do as you’re told.” Him and my grandmother were then escorted to the kitchen where they were tied up and their wallets were picked through. There was a small amount in my grandfather’s wallet, and several hundred dollars in my grandmothers, but luckily, she was smart and had it in a hidden spot. The robber only found one dollar bill in her wallet. They were both safe, thankfully, and he gained some advice to share with me tonight. “Don’t stay in a restaurant when it’s about to close. If there’s a big crowd, it’s okay, but if it’s just one or two people, get outta there.” I look forward to hearing many other exciting stories he’s experienced. I hope that this will help us to become closer, and maybe I’ll even learn a few things.