One More Week.

Time is ticking down and the stress is amping up. We now have only seven days left before we need to be out of house and so much is left to do both at the boat and at the house. We have been having pretty good weather so we have been working on getting the rest of the boat painted.

My arms were pretty sore after.

Trying to keep the kids entertains with "fishing", really just scooping a bunch of uber teenie fish out of the water with a butterfly net.

On top of selling as much of our stuff as we can and donating the rest we decided to give my dad our hot tub for his 50th birthday. This of course meant we needed to somehow deliver it to Victoria. Uhaul didn't make a trailer big enough to carry it, we didn't want to pay thousands of dollars for a delivery company we removed the storage box off of the toy hauler deck of our travel trailer and the hot tub fit like a glove. We island hopped from Whidbey to Vancouver Island to attend the family bible camp with my parents and brough the tub with us.

The lot next door to my parents is having a house built on it, we enlisted the help of the crew and their big machines to help move things out of the way, hand to have a bulldozer (or whatever that is) around.

Three guys and some PVC pipes and a 1000lb hot tub is relatively easy to move.

In it's new home.

Unfortunately while we were away we had left Barney at the house, he should have been fine alone for two days with extra food and water but when we returned we found him dead in his cage. It's sad and I miss my little buddy but it may have been a blessing in disguise, it was going to be a challenge to live with a loud bird on the boat, also I'm sure he would have flown away as soon as we left a hatch open. 

Our house is organized into piles, this is the boat pile, I was terrified to see if I could actually make all this fit on the boat but we have since managed to get all this in and still have plenty of room, boats are very deceiving on how much storage they actually have.

The Weber Q

Our first BBQ.

Our sail inventory. The date on the spinnaker is January 1969, ten years older than the actually boat but it seems in pretty decent condition.

A back up jib and some stay sails.

Of course on top of getting the house ready for the landlords inspection and the boat ready to live, we had to throw in an rv reno in there too. Ever since we bought the trailer a year ago there was a small soft spot on the floor.

The whole floor needed to be ripped up, the wet plywood torn up and replaced, new flooring out down and all the benches and table put back in.

My mom and dad were down this last weekend to help me get the house ready and work on the boat, the kids have been spending every waking moment with their neighbour friends, they are going to miss playing with them everyday.

Dad working on frankenstiening my bike trailer to be able to tag along the ot

Finn and Molly.

Our new mode of transportation. It's awesome! Thanks Dad. This will make my life easier. Even though we are in town on the boat Mark still needs the truck everyday for work, we are closer to things and I could walk it all but dragging three kids will small legs makes it more difficult. Problem solved. 

Taking a break at the Blue Fox Drive-in. Our kids and their freinds in the back of the truck watching How to Train Your Dragon 2. Good times.

Odd time to fix your roof rack, no?

Breaks over back to business. Cleaned out the garage, finished up the final touches on the rv floor and starting making the final trips to the boat with our stuff.

The last of our garbage pile, we have about three more trailer loads to take to the dump, it makes me sick to see how much stuff we waste, can't wait for the more minimalist lifestyle. Every time I buy something now I want to make sure in a few years I won't see it taking up space in the landfill.

So now we wait. We wait to hear from the packers and mover that the military hired to move us (supposedly) we gave our notice 23 days ago and with lay a week left we still have not been contacted by a company to ans move us out, getting a bit worried something got lost in the paperwork as it went through the proper channels and we may be stuck come July 1st and all our stuff still in the house.

The joys of moving.