Even with ALL the neighborhood kids helping me, I couldn't have gotten that stuff down the street. So I gave in and called the Elders Quorum President. And this morning at 8:00, EIGHT very nice men were at my front door ready to lift stuff and haul it to the new house for me. In ONE HOUR that small group of men did what it had taken me ALL week to do on my own. Not one of them complained about the dust bunnies that live behind my fridge. Not one of them made me feel stupid for not knowing how to disconnect all the things that live in that giant armoire. Not one of them minded that they actually had to CARRY everything down the street because I didn't have a truck. They took things apart AND put them back together on the other end. They connected my washer and dryer AND the water line on my fridge so that we would have ice! And when they left, they were all still smiling. One of them even said, "Thanks for letting us help!" I realized after that hour, that sometimes we're not supposed to do things all by ourselves. Sometimes it's a good thing to ask for help.
I am so grateful that we have organizations like The Elders Quorum in our Church to assist at a moment's notice. I could not have finished this move without them. I will be making LOTS of cookies this weekend...or as soon as I find the cookie sheets.
Update: When the Scoutmaster came home this afternoon, he was thrilled and surprised and as grateful as I am that everything is finished. We're all totally looking forward to sleeping in our new house tonight!