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Moving

Most of you probably know that Wyatt and I recently moved from Wyatt's bachelor pad in Glendale to an apartment in Burbank.  Hopefully we'll stay in this apartment for awhile, while we save for a house.  (Cross your fingers!)  The one thing I learned from moving:  we have A LOT of stuff.  How two people can accumulate so much, I do not know.  I thought moving would be the best time to start throwing things out.  I was wrong.  I have lots of clothes and Wyatt has lots of random things.  Those, along with all our new wedding gifts, were packed into as many boxes as possible and those boxes made multiple trips from Glendale to Burbank in a period of one week.  Below are pictures from our moving process, the majority of which were taken at the Glendale apartment, on the day of the BIG Saturday move.  :)  Unfortunately for us, the Saturday move was the second day of pouring rain for the week. :(  However, God was on our side and by 8am, the rain died down and by early afternoon, there was no rain in sight.



Wyatt walking outside in the pouring rain at 7am to check to see if it really is pouring.  The sound of it was not convincing enough...



Our new apartment in Burbank has a balcony facing the front of the apartment and THIS is how Wyatt, his brother, Scott, my sister's fiance, Louie and my Uncle Larry got all our stuff into the new apartment in 30 minutes...


YES, that's Wyatt on top of the U-Haul, Scott is inside and my uncle is on the balcony.


Once the new apartment has been put together, pictures will be posted...

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