We're finally here! We have reached that place called "home" which Robert Frost described in his poem Death of a Hired Man as "the place where, when you have to go there, / They have to take you in.” (lines 122-123). You can read the whole poem here, if you like: Death of a Hired Man.
Now we just have to unload this truck, make it through Thanksgiving & then things should settle down. Whew!