Well, after much stress and chaos, we finally made it to our new home here in Illinois. I believe this will go down as one of our worst PCS'es during Joel's career. First of all, our flight got delayed about 36 hours in Germany. That was bad for multiple reasons. One, we had a connecting flight that we procured ourselves, so since it was just a 12 hour delay to start with, well...let's just say that we paid a few change fees out of pocket. Then we were stuck at the airport for what seemed like forever. We also had screaming kids on the plane. Not crying or upset, just screaming! And parents that decided they would rather ignore their child for the ten hour flight then actually parent. Yay. So with the delay, we lost our day of rest that we had planned on and I didn't get to see my bestie. But, we finally made it to the states. We were grateful for the small miracle.
The very next day we packed up a U-Haul of my stuff from Indiana, which went pretty well, and headed out for our five hour drive to our new home. Things were going great! I was driving behind Joel in my car, and about an hour away from our destination, the drive shaft on the U-Haul literally broke off in the middle of the interstate, which I subsequently ran over. It busted not one but two tires, and bent both of my rims. This was at 7pm on a Sunday. After an hour on the side of the road and pulling multiple ticks off of us (eww!) we were finally taken to a Holiday Inn until the morning when both the U-Haul and my car would be repaired. Monday evening around 7pm, we were back on the road. We made it to the house that night, unloaded a mattress, and passed out! The next day we unloaded the U-Haul, which gave us enough stuff to survive until early August when we get our Household Goods from Germany. Hopefully, then, we can get this house in order and get this hellish PCS put behind us!