There should be a lovely picture of us standing in front of our new home inserted here, but the USB cable for my camera was somehow (somehow) crushed in the van on the way down, and so I cannot yet download pictures. But Katydid has been busy taking them, so... soon.
We arrived not quite two weeks ago after a long, 3-day drive in a thoroughly stuffed van. Packing up the house on the New York end did not quite go as planned, since the movers we had hired to help canceled two weeks before our move date but never called to let us know. Andy found out the morning they were supposed to arrive when no one showed up. This could have been a disaster, but fortunately nearly all the men from Andy's office came by that afternoon to help load furniture into our two shipping containers. The second day of packing we were mostly on our own (with my mom and dad's help), but somehow, after an almost day-long, drenching rain, we stuffed the last "miscellaneous" items in our two vans and headed to the hotel for the night.
Happily, the Mississippi side of things has been easier. We were afraid to expect it, but honestly? Life in New York is difficult if people don't know you. Within a week of our arrival, we already had met more neighbors than we ever knew in New York. In fact, within a week, we'd already been gifted with several pounds of okra from a neighbor's garden, a gigantic box of pears from a neighbor's tree, a box of chocolate chip cookies, an invitation to a parish youth group attended by several homeschoolers, and the acquaintance of at least two Catholic homeschooling families who live within five minutes of us. And the movers didn't cancel either.
God is good.
Now we are involved in the long process of attempting to bring order from the chaos of a house filled with boxes, getting to know our 5 acres, and figuring out which lane we need to get into if we want to go to the grocery store... or to pick up a new USB cable for the camera!