-our road-
-the park right outside our door-
We're finally in Virginia... it's a
strange feeling.
We've talked about medical school since
we were dating. We knew it was in our future, yet for so long it was
just that. Just a vague experience that one day we'll start. It never
seemed like it would actually be here. But here we are! In our little
apartment on the other side of the country.
Before we left, we celebrated Tay's
birthday with everybody. It was the day before he left with the
moving truck, so everybody wrote down advice for us. Jer put it all
together in a little book and I read it on the plane ride over here.
Our family is so supportive and gave us some great advice we need to
remember! It was the only time on the plane rides that any tears
fell. :) Mostly I was just so grateful for everybody.
It sure was quite the process to move
out here! Taylor, my dad, and his dad all went together. They are are
saints. Absolute saints, I tell ya! They drove a 22 foot moving truck
with a trailer all the way out here. They made it in about 3 ½ days.
Then when they got here, there was more work to be done! Unloading.
Ugh... moving is just the worst! Every part of it is arduous and hard
work. However, our new ward is already amazing and the Elder's Quorum
president along with several youth came over to help them move in. I
am so grateful for that. Not only that the men were able to get help,
but now our ward knows we've moved in and they're aware that a new
family is here!
When we looked at these apartments in
April we were so excited. We had just seen dumpy apartment after
dumpy apartment. Or we'd finally find out that was descent, and you
needed a certain income level that we couldn't meet. (duh... we're in
medical school losing money, not gaining!) We were getting so
discouraged and I honestly was devastated. It sounds dramatic, but I
pretty much thought that life was not going to be happy once we moved
out here. I wish you guys could see how bad the student housing was
that we looked at! I do not know how anyone can be happy living
there.
We finally came across this place, and
we both got super excited about it! We were pretty nervous about the
income requirement though, so we tried to get our hopes up too high.
Well, obviously everything worked out and we were able to move in! So
here's the point of the story. When we walked through the show
apartment, it was super nice and new and clean. Now, I realize that
show apartments are always much nicer than the one you actually move
into, but this one was a totally, completely, different apartment.
When the men finally got here, I guess
they walked into our apartment and it was pretty depressing! Smelled
like smoke and dust, looked pretty grungy, and definitely didn't have
some of the things they said it would have in the walk-through of the
show apartment. Well... technically they didn't lie about everything.
For example: They told us that every master bedroom has a walk in
closet. Definitely something I was excited about... we need a lot of
storage room! Well, our apartment does have a walk-in closet, but the
closet also just happens to be the laundry room... Seriously??? Yes,
seriously. So now we have a washer and dryer in our closet and no
room for anything else! We still haven't figured out where to put all
of our clothes...
Anyway, the men knew I would burst into
tears if I flew to Virginia and saw that this is where i'd be living
for at least the next year. So they were so sweet and tried really
hard to do everything they could to make it better. First, they
cleaned up. I mean
going-out-and-buying-carpet-cleaner-and-febreeze-and-weeding-the-window-boxes
kind of clean up. Then they did what they called added “Heidi
touches”. And this part almost made me cry. They got out one
decoration from all of the boxes, set it on the side table of our now
fully set up living room and along with fresh flowers and my favorite
candy bar and displayed that so I would see it when I first came in.
They also did countless other things like buy us a desk and set it up
before they went, because our desk didn't make it through the move.
They set up Leah's crib and bed. They just did everything! (including stocking up the fridge with Coke, cause they knew we'd need it! And we did!)
-our humble apartment... but these are just BEFORE pics. Wait until I paint and decorate :)-
Okay... this post is ridiculously long.
Let me just quickly say how good Leah was for the flights! We noticed
she had a fever right when we got to the SLC airport, so after my mom
dropped me off (that was brutal.. I hate saying goodbye!) then I
quickly went and got some medicine for her. As sad as it was, it made
for a very easy flight! She watched Curious George for about 45
minutes, and then slept the rest of the 3 ½ hour flight. Our next
flight was an hour, and she slept the entire time. I doubt another
two year old has even been so good on a plane! The poor thing though,
it really was sad! I'm glad she was able to sleep.
So now we're here... in this apartment
that needs a lot of TLC. But with some love and new paint (and yes, I
CAN PAINT!!!) it will honestly be totally liveable. We really can be
happy here, I think. It's definitely a step down from where we were
living, but what do you expect going through medical school? We're
fine to live a little down from what we would prefer. It's all part
of this crazy journey...
Next step, meet some friends! :)
Hopefully that happens soon!