Well, we are about 12 days from leaving island. My list of things to do doesn't seem to be getting any shorter! I'm not sure how we'll get everything done, but we will! Tony has been getting off of work earlier than usual which has been great for the help at home with the girls and other things that need to be done on island. My friends have been such a great help with watching Quinn! Not sure what I would do without them.
Last Wednesday the movers came to take the bigger items that go on ship and arrive in California within 60 days. This Friday our express shipment will be taken which takes 30 days and that goes by plane. When the big stuff left last week, I was pretty stressed leading up to that point. We had to separate everything so the day would go as smooth and fast as possible. I had lists upon lists of things not to forget and what to pack in our suitcases to go back to the states. Whatever was packed last Wednesday we will not see until mid July. I consider myself a pretty organized person - as there's no other way to do all this PCS stuff anyway ... BUT I managed to forget to pack the most important thing last week (other than our passports) QUINN'S NIGH-EE (blanket)!
It was about 20 minutes after all 3 crates were sealed up and the truck had left that I realized I forgot to get Quinn's blanket out of her crib before the guys packed up her room. I was unbelievably devastated. I looked at Tony, told him they packed it, my knees went weak, and I sat on the step crying. Ok, Ok - any guy who is reading this is probably thinking i'm ridiculous, but if there's a mom reading it YOU GET IT! Tony told me the crate was sealed and what was done was done. It was time for Quinn's nap so I had to fight the tears and give her a different blanket for the time being. It broke my heart. All of our furniture was gone, her bedroom was empty and she was sleeping in a pack 'n play for the first time really - and no "nigh-ee". I went outside to call my mom and sister, shed a few tears..and then decided I might as well call the company and ask about it. The lady on the phone was SO nice and told me that somehow we could get the blanket back. I didn't realize that it could potentially cost $240 to do so! We had 3 crates. It was supposed to cost $120 for the first crate to be opened and $60 for each additional one. Yikes. I told her my husband might kill me if I spent $240 for a darn blanket. I asked her to talk to her manager to see if they could lower the price a bit. Couple hours later the lady called me and said to meet her at the warehouse with $100 cash. I was giving both girls a bath when I got the call and quickly got Lex out, put her in the car - and left Tony with Quinn. I was out the door so fast! After about an hour or more the movers had gone through all 3 crates and opened about 90% of the boxes until it was found. We found it in crate 2 tucked in the cubby hole of Quinn's bookshelf. What. A. Nightmare. When we found it, the guys cheered, I cried, and the lady did too. It's pretty funny looking back at it now. I went back on Friday with a couple cases of "American" beer (Heineken) that the guys requested when I thanked them over and over and over. When I got home, Tony said I was crazy (I took it as a compliment) but I knew he was just as thankful as I was. :) I told him that I will NOT complain the next 2 weeks throughout this whole moving process because I got the blanket. It was that important to me! And I know it is for Quinn, too. There's a whole lot of change going on for her with her new sissy, bare house, and different beds. The "nigh-ee" is pretty important during this time! Here are a few pictures of our eventful day!
When the movers got to the house..
When I got to the warehouse to find the blanket...
YAY!!!!!
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