Crazy Times

December 18 2009:

The day the madness began. Moving from our lovely home in Asheville, temporarily to Greenville with the hopes of making our more permanent move to Winston-Salem in February.

Claire and I left Asheville for our move to Greenville at 7:45 am hoping to dodge a snowstorm. Living in WNC we had grown accustomed to threatening winter weather forecasts that never quite seemed to hit the mark, little did we know that we would miss out on the biggest snowstorm in Asheville since '93 (don't worry, though we missed it we were not forgotten.) On the way to Greenville the snow was beautiful and persistent. Once we got on highway 25 the snow was completely covering the roads. I guess my little Pontiac Vibe sensed an opportunity for adventure (I guess our monster drive way in Aville wasn't enough for her.) She decided she wanted to go off the road, down a hill stopping just short of a ditch. I was stuck in the snow with my sweet 5 1/2 month old baby in the back and a car packed to the brim. After tearful phone calls to Jon and my father-in-law a good samaritan stopped to help and eventually towed us out.


We finally made it to Greenville safely. We settled in and celebrated Christmas with the Graybeals.



After our Christmas festivities Jon and I were off to the Hyatt to spend the night to enjoy our 4 year anniversary. An hour before leaving we received a phone call from the potential buyers of our house (on which we were supposed to close in four days, December 22.) They were informing us that a tree had fallen on our home. A few hours before I had been pouting because we missed the only big snow since we had been in Asheville now we were so grateful that we were not there. Needless to say, we could not close on the 22 (we are hoping for Jan 23) and there was a lot of damage, more water damage from the big hole in the roof. Repairs are currently in progress.

We were still able to have a wonderful anniversary, our first night together away from Claire. The buyers are still committed to the house and all is (sort of) well. We are hanging in there.

After the tree had been removed from the house. Funny thing... after seeing ice on the trees in Gville the night before, I joked about a tree falling on our house.

At least the snow was pretty.