I honestly didn't think we would ever pull the trailer out of the driveway (really the space in front of my house). I brought it home with the intention of having the kids help pack their stuff and my own clothes. It was prepacked with the most important things so there wasn't too much left. I have an 11, 9 and 3 year old. I didn't have high expectations of Penelope (age 3) but I thought Noah (11) and Zack (9) could and would help take stuff out. Wrong. So you all have heard the expression "It's like herding cats" right? Well it was like herding spider monkeys. They didn't just run in three directions they also climbed the walls and bounced from house to house. When I would get one on track the other would go awol. By the time I left I was sure I would either kill, lose or maim one of them on this trip and that I shouldn't even consider going on this trip. I was so frustrated and stressed I lost my ability to speak. Grunting and pointing were the only forms of communication that I was capable of. Luckily I have lovely friends who helped lasso my monkeys and get the in the car. Only to pull away and realize I needed to feed the stinkin' monkeys and would have to get out of the car with them again. Uh oh.
Bearing in mind all of this I decided not to drive too far from home and we ended up in the Wal-Mart parking lot in Hood River, Oregon spending the night.
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