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Junie’s House

I know you are going to soil yourself when you see that I actually posted twice in 1 week…whoa dang.

So, like I was saying, Beth and I moved in late July to this crazy silly “Bed & Bath/ Pimp My Apartment/ Penthouse/ Seriously Phat Pad” (all by the unbelievably wild grace of God).

The place is on the 4th (top) floor of our building, so we elected to do a two weekend move from our old apartment to the new place. The first weekend (July 10-12) we decided to have all of our stuff packed up and invite our super incredible friends from school and church to load the boxes into their cars and then haul fourteen carloads of our stuff (including my six bookshelves jam packed with books) up four flights of stairs. It went well and we did not loose any of our friends because they are gracious. Along with all those boxes we hauled up our futon mattress and spent the following week sleeping on the floor in our new and cavernous apartment.

At this point you may be wondering, “why did the Wilsons do a two weekend move?” Well, for one we are cheap and did not want to pay money on a moving truck and, secondly, we knew that we would absolutely lose friends if we tried to do it all in one weekend.

You see, the really difficult thing about the move was the staircase situation. There are two sets of stairs up to our place. The back staircase is a plain jane, fairly narrow set of stairs that is great for everyday use, but not for oversizes couches, desks, and entertainment centers…which leaves us with the front staircase. Now, this was tricky tricky. If you recall from my last post, our front entryway involves a spiral staircase, which meant that we would have to haul 4 truckloads of furniture up three flights of stairs and then manually lift all of our stuff from the third floor to the fourth (hmmf! Like I said, we have good friends).

But, I get ahead of myself a bit…lets not forget Junie’s house. At the end of our week on the floor Beth and I went to our old apartment to break down some of the furniture to be ready to rock on the second Saturday morning (the 19th). When we tried to go in through the front door we discovered a sweet little surprise…the door was locked…from the inside!!!

So I circled around to the backdoor and discovered that it was open and, inside the apartment, I found a bizarre scene. There was chocolate melted into the carpet, our bed had been slept in, my office was covered with my childhood memorabilia that had been hauled out of my old cedar chest, someone had brought in a pot and cooked everything that was in our refrigerator, “Kevin” was written in sharpie on the countertop, someone had individually burned approximately 300 kitchen matches randomly throughout our apartment, someone had slept in our bed and left a slinky under the covers (!?!?!), and they had also brought along a washrag, taken a shower, and left their clothes in our closet!

So we are thinking, “what the crap???” And we are very glad we are moving. Well, long story short, we talked to our neighbors and discovered that there was a homeless runaway foster kied, fourteen years old who had been living in the hallways of our apartment complex…a cat named Junie. So, we departed what we now affectionately refer to as “Junie’s House” with great joy to move into a new home.

Lest you worry, we were able to move all of our things the next day, nothing had any substancial damage, and we still had the absolutely delight of shlepping all of our remarkably heavy things us three flights of stairs and then vertically lifting it about 15 feet to the 4th floor.

Amazingly enough, at the end of all that, payed only by pizza, sandwiches, and some good laughs and stories, we still have the same friends and we have not been kicked out of Hunsinger Lane Baptist Church for straining the backs of the men’s ministry.

I hope you are still enjoying our bizarre and hilarious experiences here in Louisville…there shall be more to come…including the photo tour of the monstrousity we call home.

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  1. Kevin & Becky Peek
    October 19, 2006 at 4:25 pm

    I laughed just as hard when I read it this time around as I did when I heard you tell it when it happened.


    One of those people who shlepped your stuff

  1. August 23, 2008 at 11:03 pm

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