Last month we moved to San Antonio!
Oh ya, if you haven't heard, Justin got accepted into UT San Antonio for medical school! So after 10 minutes of deliberations over which school we should attend, we decided to go to San Antonio instead of El Paso!
So anyways, at the beginning of June we moved down to San Antonio. We were way excited as you can see in this picture.
Packing for the move was pretty easy since we had been living in Justin's parents house and really hadn't had to unpack any of our stuff from our previous move. So the only new stuff we had to pack was Trace's stuff.
Side note: I was shocked at how much stuff we accumulated for Trace! Goodness Kid! Babies add so much stuff to your life... clothes, diapers, furniture, it really is crazy!
The actual move was awesome! I had to drive alone with Trace in the car to San Antonio while Justin drove the truck, and due to prior experience I was fully prepared to listen to whining and crying the whole 5 hours. But a small miracle happened that day (with a little help from my best friend, Baby Tylenol) and Trace slept for the first 4 hours of the trip and then cooed happily for the rest! Thank goodness!
That night we unpacked the entire truck with some help from our new neighbor Jessie who was kind enough to come down, introduce himself, and then offer to help Justin with all our heavy furniture. I mean, I was fully prepared to use my insane upper body strength to aid Justin in moving all that heavy stuff, but when Jessie came down I figured I would let him and Justin have some male bonding time. I know, I am such an amazing wife, right?! ;)
The next day we spent the whole morning inside our apartment unpacking and when we came out to take our handy dandy Budget truck back to the dealer it was MISSING! As in, the parking space where Justin parked it the night before was empty! We quickly visited the front office of the apartment complex and found out that it had not been towed, therefore someone had STOLEN it! what the?! Who steals a moving van?!
So Justin called the police who sent out an officer to our apartment and while we were talking with him we got a call from an apartment complex about 20 minutes South of us saying that they were going to tow our truck if we didn't move it out of their parking lot soon. I think they were expecting us to be bummed about possibly being towed, but we were just elated that they found our moving truck! So we asked them to hold the truck there, we through Trace in the car, and went down to reclaim our stolen truck.
I guess someone had just been looking for a moving van and when they saw ours they decided it would work! They popped the locks and then took a screw driver to the ignition. Since it was stolen Budget didn't charge us for any of the damages, and they even came and picked up the van and towed it back for us! So, all's well that ends well!
I'm not even mad really. I think it's a funny story! But I still wonder what the truck hijackers were needing to move so badly? A really big dead body?! Toys stuffed with drugs?! Stolen art worth millions of dollars?! The possibilities are endless really... let me know your theories! And come visit us in San Antonio sometime! Though we can't promise your car won't get stolen... :)
Oh ya, if you haven't heard, Justin got accepted into UT San Antonio for medical school! So after 10 minutes of deliberations over which school we should attend, we decided to go to San Antonio instead of El Paso!
Packing for the move was pretty easy since we had been living in Justin's parents house and really hadn't had to unpack any of our stuff from our previous move. So the only new stuff we had to pack was Trace's stuff.
Side note: I was shocked at how much stuff we accumulated for Trace! Goodness Kid! Babies add so much stuff to your life... clothes, diapers, furniture, it really is crazy!
The actual move was awesome! I had to drive alone with Trace in the car to San Antonio while Justin drove the truck, and due to prior experience I was fully prepared to listen to whining and crying the whole 5 hours. But a small miracle happened that day (with a little help from my best friend, Baby Tylenol) and Trace slept for the first 4 hours of the trip and then cooed happily for the rest! Thank goodness!
That night we unpacked the entire truck with some help from our new neighbor Jessie who was kind enough to come down, introduce himself, and then offer to help Justin with all our heavy furniture. I mean, I was fully prepared to use my insane upper body strength to aid Justin in moving all that heavy stuff, but when Jessie came down I figured I would let him and Justin have some male bonding time. I know, I am such an amazing wife, right?! ;)
The next day we spent the whole morning inside our apartment unpacking and when we came out to take our handy dandy Budget truck back to the dealer it was MISSING! As in, the parking space where Justin parked it the night before was empty! We quickly visited the front office of the apartment complex and found out that it had not been towed, therefore someone had STOLEN it! what the?! Who steals a moving van?!
So Justin called the police who sent out an officer to our apartment and while we were talking with him we got a call from an apartment complex about 20 minutes South of us saying that they were going to tow our truck if we didn't move it out of their parking lot soon. I think they were expecting us to be bummed about possibly being towed, but we were just elated that they found our moving truck! So we asked them to hold the truck there, we through Trace in the car, and went down to reclaim our stolen truck.
I guess someone had just been looking for a moving van and when they saw ours they decided it would work! They popped the locks and then took a screw driver to the ignition. Since it was stolen Budget didn't charge us for any of the damages, and they even came and picked up the van and towed it back for us! So, all's well that ends well!
I'm not even mad really. I think it's a funny story! But I still wonder what the truck hijackers were needing to move so badly? A really big dead body?! Toys stuffed with drugs?! Stolen art worth millions of dollars?! The possibilities are endless really... let me know your theories! And come visit us in San Antonio sometime! Though we can't promise your car won't get stolen... :)
Crazy way to start out at a new place! Hopefully you've had some fun adventures before med school starts up full force.
ReplyDeleteOh. My. Gosh. That is hilarious! San Antonio welcomed you with a bang, right? I was wondering in the parking garage yesterday for about 20 minutes trying to find my car (I had to retrace my steps, entering from the street to find it); but one simply does not "lose" a moving truck! That is awesome.
ReplyDeleteKara I love it!! You should write a book! Oh and my theory about the stolen moving truck was that a leprechaun had to get a rest from carrying to much gold to the next rainbow! So he decided to use his magic powers to drive your truck, but then after about 20 minutes he felt bad because he stole your car. So he decided to get out and walk the rest of the way! I think it was pretty obvious Kara;D love you!:D
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