The big move. We moved to Boston on August 26, 2011. We flew to NY where Tucker’s parents live. We stayed there for a few days and then drove from there to Boston with only our suitcases full of clothes. We got into Boston on the evening of September 1st. The day might not mean much to people reading this… but to Bostonians that date means A LOT. It is moving day for Boston. Every lease is on a 9/1-8/31 lease and this day is what our broker called a sh*t-show. Mattresses laying on the sidewalk, piles of trash stacked up on the curbs, hours and hours worth of traffic, funiture being lifted by ropes into 3rd story apartment windows. We had to pick up our apartment key from the broker’s office that night and traffic was so bad that I got out of the car walked a few blocks, got the key, walked back to our car and the car hadn’t even moved an inch. After an hour and a half of driving around to find a parking spot, we parked and walked to our apartment. We unlocked the door to find a dirty, empty apartment. We slowly unpacked, with nothing but clothes and an air mattress. We ended up walking around looking for garage sales and furnished our apartment from a single garage sale. We scrubbed our apartment and slowly it started to kind of feel like home. It was a moving experience like NO other, and it is pretty funny to look back at. However, it is not so funny to think that September 1st is going to be approaching sooner than we know it.