So we arrived after midnight. The three of us spent the better part of 45 minutes negotiating the large Penske truck on a very small driveway between a large house and some large trees. We then attempted to get into the house…
I had called the leasing agent prior to leaving, and he assured me that our place would be waiting open for us. The house is in a good neighborhood and that shouldn’t be a problem at all. Well, there was a problem. The front door was locked.
We searched all around the house for a hidden key, called the leasing agent (just in case he’d answer), met our new neighbors who were just getting back from a bar, and prepared to possibly find a hotel to sleep in for the night. Before giving up all hope, we went around the house and tried to open all the windows. Luckily, one was not locked, and husband was able to climb in and open the front door.
It had been over 90 in Boulder that day, and with the house shut up, it was fairly miserable. There were also some odd things, like a box of leftover pizza in the refrigerator…BUT, the utilities were on, and we had safely arrived.
Love my husband and his mom for this night. We all handled it beautifully despite being desperately tired and uncomfortable. God was gracious in giving us all good spirits and acceptance of things that just needed to happen.
The next morning, we weren’t quite sure this was actually our place. Perhaps we had just been squatters for a night, but we didn’t really care. The place looked like the pictures. Perhaps our leasing agent just wasn’t all that great. We got up and went to breakfast at this lovely little place called Foolish Craig’s. While there, the leasing agent called to let me know he had, in fact, opened it, but that the owner or one of the cleaning people must have locked it later in the day. He apologized, we signed our paperwork, and began unloading the truck.
Overall, I LOVE our place and pretty much everything about it. Husband is taking a little bit longer to adjust and love it as the scene is more mine than his, but he has yet to enjoy the wonderful outdoors-ness of Boulder. God is so good to us, and our blessings in this move have been innumerable. I am so thankful and excited for this journey.