Moved

It's official. I've moved to Winnipeg. And for those of you who think that's "bad" (why would you move to Winnipeg/Winterpeg?!!), to make it "worse", I've moved home with my parents!
I never expected that when I moved out 9 years ago (to Newfoundland for grad school) and then to KW after getting married.
Such is life.  This is a temporary home.  Our family has been (expectedly) wonderfully supportive of our move back to the Peg.  Living here temporarily allows us time to sell our house, find employment, and find a new house of our own (Abi's decided, however, that we should stay in Nana's house always... I think not. I love my parents, but...).
It's is all still rather surreal to me, despite having been planed for months.  Abi's transitioned wonderfully and is delighted to be living here, although she'd be much happier if we hadn't given her fish and the planted tank to a friend in KW. She was convinced she could carry it on her lap for the move. She is even delighted to have her own room and sleep in her own bed - with my old pink Laura Ashley comforter (some of my very oldest friends will remember that one). Yes, she's going straight to sleep. in. her. own. bed. It's awesome!  She had said she would, but I'd expected her to change her mind once we got here. Granted, that leaves me very alone in my own bed... At least it's my old familiar bedroom with the beautiful Celtic knotworkI painted in the corners.  None of my furniture, etc, of course, but that paint is comfortingly familiar.

As for the trip itself, I'd FB'd and Tweeted that it was uneventful - and in the big picture this is true - but there were some minor things.  There were a few desperate road-side pee stops for Abi (not me!) that by the end of day 2 made me wonder if she had a UTI, but she's been fine in the house.  To balance that, however, there was no puke!  I've learned from past trips (rather slowly we learned, but we did learn!) to use Gravol first thing when she awoke to avoid the puke.
We started out an hour later than planned on day 1 (my fault, I slept in until 5:30, which is when we'd planned to depart) and consequently hit rush hour traffic through TO, but it was flowing pretty well.  Later the 400 at Barrie was closed due to an accident on an overpass.  We never did figure out why the entire highway below had to be shut down, but it took us a good hour to travel 1km. I had a hearty laugh at all the cars that were continuing to move (slowly, but faster than us) in the left lane. Once we were finally at the overpass, we in the right lane could see the EDR signs and knew to go straight ahead in our lane. Everyone else was turning left - awa from the highway.  Now, maybe some of those folks wanted to travel that way, but I find it difficult to believe that only 3 of us wanted to continue straight down the 400. The road was empty before us and around us. Suckers! Those folks who thought they were 'beating' us would have had to figure out another way back to the 400.
We got as far as Wawa before checking into a hotel.  Almost half way home.
Next day we hit the road at 6:30 again, but encountered snow and slippery roads soon after.  So we pulled over for breakfast and let the temperatures rise a little.  Fortunately, an ice truck must have also made it's way down the hwy in front of us, so the roads were much better by the time we were back on them and we made good time again.
We were across Winnipeg and home before 9pm.
I also want to add that all the people we met en route were very friendly and our food stops were all tasty. All in all, it was a pleasant trip.
Oh, as expected by me, Abi and Darla were great travellers.  The cats were pretty good too - we'd only hear some meows from Fenwick in the morning and then silence from the boot.  I was amazed that I was able to get them back in the crates on day 2.
Everyone (pets included) made themselves quite at home once we arrived.  Even Fenwick only hid for a day. George, of course, announced he was 'here' just as he did when he arrived in our home in KW. By that I mean he doesn't hide or shy away. He immediately explores and takes charge of a space. Abi, as I mentioned, was delighted with her new room.

So far we've mostly been relaxing.  I was feeling rather stiff after 2 days in the car. (Yes, I took every opportunity to stretch and get my feet up - not at the same time.) Taking it easy. These babies are becoming an increasing source of discomfort.

Back in KW, Robin is busy cleaning, painting trim and just generally getting the house ready to start showing it. It will hit the market Monday.  He says he has a mini batchelor pad set up in our rom - with the TV and XBox and computer and mattress.  But it's an empty house.  All our stuff, otherwise, is gone as is his family.  I don't envy him having to go from that lonely setting to jumping into a houseful at his in-laws later this month.

I just realized I could probably have tried to throw in some April Fool's day joke here, but I won't.  I imagine I could have said I went into early labour. Or had to have an ultrasound yesterday after the trip and they found a third baby. Or simply added some outlandish tale to our trip. Damn, why didn't I think of that before.  We could have been attacked by Giant Geese in Wawa.  Or narrowly avoided a moose.  Or been pulled over at the Manitoba border with both vehicles turned inside out looking for drugs... (we were pulled over along with every other vehicle for a routine license and registration and insurance and seatbelt and what-not check - but that was uneventful).
Just pretend I added one of those elements to the story and we can all laugh at how I did or didn't fool you.