Moving + Blizzard = Disaster

Our move finally happened on December 20. So far during the month of December, the weather had been very pleasant. Not super warm, not super cold and most importantly, no snow! But of course, just as our luck would have it, the day that we were scheduled to move out of our apartment, was also the day that was forecasted for the first big snow of the season. The day started out fairly nice. The movers showed up at our place at about 8:30 a.m. and began to pack the boxes. I thought that this process was going to make me nervous; watching complete strangers pack up all of our belongings and worry if they were going to break, get lost, etc. However, I was surprisingly calm. Our movers were great. So nice and very thorough. They made sure to wrap everything very carefully which you will be able to see and enjoy the results of later. In addition to the movers, we had a whole crew of our own in the apartment. Everyone was very helpful as you can see.

My helpful moving crew

Even though we have known about this move for about four months, and have been doing TONS of prep work for it, it really hadn't hit me yet that we were really leaving. During the moving process that day, I had a moment of heartache as I watched all our of belongings from our first place together, a place that I had loved living in, being boxed up and taken away. I just had to keep reminding myself that it was off to bigger and better things for the Schlosser family.

We were watching the sky throughout the day and it quickly went from grey and cloudy to a total whiteout in a matter of about 30 minutes. Up until this point, our moving crew had been making great progress, but the snow and wind really started to slow them down. The stairs up to our third floor apartment turned into a wind tunnel and they were getting tossed around the corners as they tried to carry down our big items. When the man came to pick up Clint's truck, he couldn't even write down the condition that it was in because it was so covered in snow that he couldn't see it! They finally finished up and left Clint and I alone with an empty apartment around 4:30 p.m. Here are some glimpses of our big moving day.



Guest room all packed up and ready to go!



And the blizzard begins!

Once everything was finished up, Clint and I had to make the quick decision about where we wanted to spend the night. We had three options. 1.) we could sleep on the floor of our empty apartment with no clothes, no food and no pillows/blankets 2.) we could check into a hotel in Peoria 3.) we could try to make the trip home in the blizzard. Being the idiots dare devils we are, we decided our best option to try to drive home. To put our trip in perspective, the drive from Peoria to Decatur typically takes about an hour and a half. That night, it took us over four hours to get home! Clint did a great job getting us there safely, with his little car loaded down with our suitcases and some other belongings that we didn't send with the movers. Once we got home, we crashed from our long day and began to enjoy our time at home with our families for the holiday.

Until next time!

Xoxo,

Clint & Kate