Moving from Superior to Boulder

Out with the Old Place.....

In with the New One.....

It's official! We are finally in our new apartment! This is our 4th move in 3 and a half years of marriage! I wonder where we'll move to next year- JUST KIDDING!

The next time I move, it will be back to Utah! I'm on the count down. Only 24 months to go :( Moving away from family is totally overrated in my opinion.

However, it wouldn't be normal day in the life of Tristin and Juanique if the entire moving process actually went smoothly.

Last week Thursday morning (May 20th), I received a text from my boss saying that his wife was in labor which meant no work for me that day. Good news because we had to be out of the apartment by Friday night, so I could spend the day helping with the packing and cleaning. Tristin and I are loading boxes into our cars when suddenly I hear a thumping noise. I go to check it out to see Tristin laying on the floor with that deer-looking-in-the-headlights look. He then tried to move but couldn't because he was overwhelmed with pain....Uh Oh!

I had no idea what had happened. Tristin's back had obviously been injured and he couldn't walk, stand, move, NOTHING! Any type of motion was overwhelmingly painful to him. REMEMBER, we're suppose to be moving our stuff during the next 24 hours! *GASP*

6 hours later we get him to a Chiropractor. Getting him from the apartment to the car took about 30 minutes. I almost cried I was so scared for him! It turns out he sprained a facet joint in his lower back (facets are parts of the vertebra in your spine), and was on strict bed rest. He was going to be anyway seeing that he could hardly walk, never mind carry things.

The next day (Friday) I had to be back at work. Thankfully, 4 of Tristin's friends from school, one from church and the Elders helped him move all our boxes and furniture so he didn't have to really strain. We then spent the next 3 days unloading, setting up, painting and nesting into our new place. I definitely felt like the man in our relationship that weekend with moving the boxes, carrying the heavy stuff, and having Tristin organize the easy and light things.

End result: We love the new place. It feels like home. It's bigger, cheaper, closer to my work and Tristin's school, has a GREAT view of the Flat Irons, and we live IN Boulder. I love Boulder!

Latest picture of us at the Boulder Creek Festival

View from the living room! There are hiking trails just up the road from our apartment!