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    Emily Malone

    culinary arts grad. nutrition facts lover. vegetarian chef. marathon runner. country music maniac. failed dog trainer. barre fanatic. loving mama.

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    A Look Back.

One More Goodbye.

Oh wow – what a ride!  Moving day was quite the adventure.  Casey and I were told to expect our movers at 8am, so after a night of almost –zero sleep (too nervous), I bounced out of bed at 5am to start prepping for their arrival.  There are always so many little details that have to wait until the very end before you move – one last load of laundry, disconnecting the internet/phones, cleaning out the fridge, etc. 

I finished up everything and got to work on cleaning as much as I could, but the wall to wall boxes made that nearly impossible.  Once 8am arrived, I was anxious for the movers, and also exhausted from already working hard for three hours.  I plopped myself onto the only sitting surface left usable in our house – our big comfy mattress.

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Casey had to work for the first half of the morning at a coffee shop, and without internet or company, I pretty much just stared out the window for a while.  By time 9:30 rolled around, I was starting to worry and called my moving representative to find out what was going on.

I won’t bore you with too many details, but the next few hours went something like this….

Phone call to moving company.  Told that they don’t know why my movers aren’t there yet, and will call me back.  Half hour passes, no phone call.  I call again.  Told I will be called back again.  An hour passes.  Exhaustion and anxiety are both running high.

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11am – the truck driver calls me!  Turns out they had TWO jobs yesterday, and he decided to do the other one first.  He will be at my house around 1pm, not 8am as promised.  Exhaustion and anxiety evolve into extreme hunger and rage.

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Casey comes home so that I can take a much needed break from sitting in the house (someone had to be there in case movers actually arrived).  1pm arrives, but the movers do not.  I continue to hang on by a thread, and realize that lack of food is not helping my situation.  Walk to gourmet grocery two blocks away for sandwich relief.

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2pm – arrive back at home with lunch.  Sit down on the floor, unwrap my sandwich, take the first bite.  Movers arrive.  Wrap sandwich back up, and put lunch on hold until later.  Lots of swearing under my breath.

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This is the only picture I got of our truck because I was so overcome with relief when they arrived that I didn’t want to do anything to disturb them.  This was taken out my third story window, and is probably only 1/3 of the actual truck.  It was a MASSIVE semi!  Definitely the biggest truck I’ve ever seen in Old Town.

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Once the move started, Casey and I didn’t really know what to do with ourselves.  We ended up just hanging out on the floor of whichever room they weren’t working in, or sitting on our neighbor’s front steps for most of the afternoon.

I felt bad for the movers who were clearly exhausted having already worked another job that morning, but I was also frustrated that their (VERY) late arrival + physical exhaustion meant that our move was painfully slooooooow.  Thank god we weren’t paying by the hour.

I had so hoped that (had they been on time) we would be moved out by mid-afternoon, spend a few hours cleaning up, and then be able to walk around and enjoy Old Town on our final night.  But by last night I didn’t really care anymore – I just wanted the move to be over so that we could clean and go to bed!

The movers finally finished up around 7pm, just as the sun was starting to fade.  Despite the fact that they were very late and not very efficient, I gave them nothing but cold water, lots of smiles, and a big tip.  Saying a prayer that my things arrive safely and on time in Seattle!

After they left, Casey and I attacked the cleaning projects.  There were a lot of scuffs and dings on the walls from moving everything out, so Casey ran around with touch up paint and made the place look brand new.

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I vacuumed and scrubbed every surface until it looked as bright as the day we moved in.  Because you all gave me so many great tips ahead of time, I had set aside a bag with paper towels, garbage bags, cleaning supplies, etc.  And I am forever grateful to friends Ashley and Jorge for letting us borrow their vacuum!  The only thing I didn’t have was something to clean the floors with, so this pregnant lady got down on her hands and feet and scrubbed our hardwoods by hand with a sponge and some Murphey’s soap.

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I cannot even possibly describe the level of emotion and exhaustion we were experiencing at this point, having been up and working for almost 16 hours straight.  The floor scrubbing was tough because I can’t actually get down on my hands and knees anymore.  As a result of my car accident last fall, my left knee has some pinched nerves and numb spots that make it very uncomfortable to put any pressure on.  So I crab-walked around our floors until they were clean!

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And finally, just before 10pm, it was over.  It was empty, it was clean, it was sad.  I celebrated, and then I cried.

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I left my pretty kitchen shelves behind in hopes that someone else will use them and love them as much as me.  (I also plan to buy another set in Seattle!)

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I will not lie and tell you that it was easy to walk out of the house.  After a long and exhausting day, Casey was very patient and just stood there and waited as long as I needed to stand there and take it all in.  I stood there looking at the empty rooms and remembering our move from Charlotte, and our excited arrival in Virginia.

We finally closed the door one last time, and headed back to Ashley’s to return the vacuum.  Seems fitting that she was the first person I met here, and also my last goodbye.  We actually met on our first DC house-hunting trip last July, when she so graciously decided to show us around the area.

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We became good friends instantly, and I feel so grateful to have had her friendship for all the ups and downs we’ve experienced in the past 8 months.  I will miss the beautiful town and house that I loved, but most of all I will miss people like Ashley that really brought life to our journey through Virginia.  I gave her a hug goodbye, kept my brave face on, and then sobbed the entire way back to the car.

There was only one thing that seemed fitting for our final night in Old Town, as well as the 10:30pm dinner time – Hard Times Chili.  Way back when we first found our house, we celebrated with our very first dinner out in our new neighborhood at Hard Times.  It seemed fitting that we would finish our Old Town experience there too.

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Delicious cornbread while we waited for our 11pm dinners… 

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The house draft special – home brewed caffeine-free root beer.  :)

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And finally, a massive plate of vegetarian chili mac.  If moving day does not earn a meal like this, I don’t know what does…

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We crashed hard at our hotel last night, and pulled out bright and early this morning so that Casey and the pups could head to Ohio, and I could board a plane to CT! 

Now that we are gone, I feel at peace with our decision to move to Seattle.  It has been a rocky and very emotional road for me (as you well know), and being pregnant has certainly added to that.  For the next week I am a vagabond landing in different spots all over the country. 

We drove out of Old Town this morning, and while I may have shed a few final tears, I know what we we’re doing is right.  I’m not leaving the memories or friends behind – I have packed them all deep inside of me, and plan to bring them out often and remember.  And I can smile knowing that a tiny piece of my heart will always be found back here…

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Goodbye Virginia!  For now, but not forever.

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chelsey @ clean eating chelsey     at 10:15 pm

Such a heartfelt post – I absolutely loed it. I am so glad that you are feeling at peace with your moving. You are definitely a brave girl!


Liv @ The Salty n' Sweet     at 10:21 pm

This was such a touching post. I could feel almost every emotion your described, and it sounded just like my previous moves.

But I’m looking forward to reading about your adventures these next couple weeks, and so excited to seeing your life in Seattle!!!


Morgan @ Endorphaholic     at 10:34 pm

You’re attitude about the move is so inspiring! I am going to have to come back to these for an attitude re-check when I move in December. Congratulations on opening such an exciting new chapter of your lives!


Meagan     at 12:53 am

What a day! I am so sorry you had to go through waiting. That’s the worst! I hope tomorrow goes super well instead :) Don’t forget to pack some snacks for Casey’s trip or the plane!


sachi     at 2:22 am

Wow, I was just checking or blog for your cool recipes. And then… I see that you are moving , here, to Seattle! Welcome to Seattle!


Sachi Webb Reply:

Heh there,

It looks like you know about all the great vegan and vegetarian restaurants out here. My very young daughters love the Loving Hut on South Jackson, because it is all white and pink. It’s just another fun option, especially if you like Asian light noodles.

I was thinking about your big move as I was falling asleep. I was hoping for you, that when you move out here you’ll get to check out PEPs (they have a website and their home base is in Wallingford right near Freemont) and their new mom groups. I joined a group a few years ago and really loved getting to meet other new moms through the organization PEPs. I think that it is helpful to sign up a few months before your due date, as groups can take some time to be formed. There are also a bunch of really nice prenatal yoga classes in Seattle, full of the best pregnant mamma energy and so comforting… a great place to meet other people going through similar transitions.

Best of luck out here! And looking forward to your writing about your culinary & Seattle adventures! Let hope it is a gorgeous sunny summer in Seattle!

~ Sachi


Jess     at 6:27 am

Seriously Emily? Now I’m crying! Having moved around my whole life I can relate to how you are feeling and your post brought up lots of emotions. And a desire to go to DC ASAP! And Seattle…Now if only NZ wasn’t so far away!


olivewineandfood     at 8:32 am

aw this makes me sad. good luck on your next adventure!


Kim     at 8:35 am

I cant imagine knowing everything that needs to be done to move across country. I’ve loved reading your honest posts along the way. Good luck!!!


Sarena (The Non-Dairy Queen)     at 10:26 am

I think you just pegged the frustration and anxiety associated with moving perfectly! Good luck the next couple of weeks! I hope everything else goes smoothly!


Taylor     at 1:52 pm

Wow, this made my eyes well up. Very emotional. Life is tough, but I just got back from a trip out in the Pacific NW (Seattle and Vancouver) and I think you will settle in just fine.


Renee     at 3:51 pm

Best wishes on your move!


Mary     at 4:54 pm

I don’t comment much, but I read your blog almost every day. After just browsing around on the Curly Girl Design website, I found a card that instantly made me think of you and your current move. It reads:

“Home is where you heart is, even if you can’t remember which box you packed it in.”

Hope this note finds a smile on your face and the courage to face a tough move. Good luck in Seattle!


Maggie @ A Bitchin' Kitchen     at 2:26 pm

Hey Emily! I know you probably won’t see this for awhile with your big move (good luck!) but would you mind telling me where you got those awesome kitchen shelves? They’re exactly what I’ve been looking for since my kitchen is freakishly small!


Sara @BakingandWine     at 9:52 pm

1) They chili mac looks SO delicious.

2) I can’t believe the movers were like that! When we were getting ready to PCS I heard all sorts of horror stories then was so pleasantly surprised that our movers were kick ass. That really sucks that you had such a bad experience! I hope you call the office and tell them they need to work on their communication! Thank goodness it’s all done, for now. Moving IN is a whole other ball game, ha. Good luck on your trip and I hope your sister had a kick ass baby shower!


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