Goodbye, Frankfort (Part 2)
On Sunday, Liz and I pulled up to Frankfort for the final moving day. While the professional movers already got here a few days ago, there were still a lot of boxes and things we needed to move by hand, ourselves.
The Frankfort front porch.
Looking out the basement window.
Liz, peeking in. She did a ton of legwork (literally), as we were handing things out the basement window while she hauled them to the truck. She was in constant motion for several hours…
Bob, dismantling the grow lights in Julie’s plant room.
We ended up employing the same double-decker approach that we used yesterday, due to all the open boxes we had to work with. Since we couldn’t stack things easily, this system let us more easily pack in a lot of irregular stuff.
We got a few more items after this, but that is one full truck!
The graffiti wall in full.
Mike + Katie
Popeye the sailor man… under the sea.
Heart half full, half empty.
Easter egg bunny
A pig and a farmer? I kept scanning the wall for any image of Chester Chikie.
A bunny house.
Have a nice day. The most polite graffiti ever.
Bob, finishing up packing the rental truck. Tucked in the back: tons of grow light fixtures, along with several heavy duty tools.
Random coat tree in the driveway, as we all got hot.
Last look down the hallway.
Looking into Tricia and Katie’s rooms.
A small bird nest detail, by Aunt Kathy, painted on the North window by the main stairs.
Looking inside Liz’s closet.
I like how Ashley chose to memorialize her relationship in someone else’s room.
Ashley and Liz
HAND! And foot.
We ended up racing the day, towards the end. Unfortunately, we didn’t wind up having a lot of time to do a last walkthrough of the house. The new owners (who currently live across the street) came by, and ended up sticking around – making it hard to have any kind of a “final moment” at the house.
Also: it was close to 5:30PM, by the time we left – and our destination was over an hour away in Indiana. And we also had to unload the trucks, too, once we got there.
This is the convoy, setting off – a complicated series of car swaps, with all of us manning our own vehicle.
Bob was driving the rental, and I was following him in his truck. Snapped this right as we crossed the border.
Pulling up to the new house.
On arriving, I got the nickel tour. It’s a really lovely place, with tons of room, and so much space! This is a great, screen-in outdoor patio area.
Living room (with temporary seating).
Following Bob into the basement, which I had heard a lot about.
The basement is enormous! Bob and Julie have big plans for how they’ll divide up the space, so that they each have their own work areas.
Future storage area on the right.
Bob, looking out in the backyard.
Did I mention how huge this basemetn was? Bob already knows where he plans to set up his various workstations, for woodworking.
// Note: Shortly after finishing the tour and opening up the garage doors, I spotted two neighbors walking down the road. We ended up meeting Bob and Diane, who lived nextdoor… and who had brought some freshly baked banana bread.
Liz and Julie, looking over some of the many garden items she brought from Frankfort.
Racing the light.
Liz, hulking out.
We got done a bit after 8:15PM I want to say. Bob and I unloaded the rental, while Liz and Julie tackled the truck. Amazingly, we got it all done in fairly short order. And we all were totally exhausted.
We had some Chipotle for dinner, while I tried (unsuccessfully) to set up their Internet. When it hit 9PM, we had to all get up once more, to head back out. Liz and I were headed for home, while Bob and Julie had the unenviable task of driving back to drop off the truck… and then driving back to Valparaiso to get home.
A big moving day, but Bob and Julie are officially in their new place. Lots of boxes, lots of things to arrange… but this is an exciting next chapter for them. Looking forward to visiting, and seeing the new place when everyone is all settled.
I think most of us were moving nonstop, all day. We had maybe 20 minutes for lunch, and then we were back at it again. I think all of us earned a well-deserved nap.
Goodbye, Frankfort (Part 1)