Good Times
You know what’s fun? Moving. Moving is fun. I LOVE the smell of new packing boxes. I LOVE the sound of the packing tape as you rip off a strip. I just plain LOVE packing! I LOVE going through every last single bit of detritus that we’ve collected over the years and trying to fit it all into the largest truck we can afford. In fact, I LOVE moving sooooo much, that I still haven’t completely unpacked from the last time we moved in the hopes that we will someday move again.
So imagine my delight and joy to be able to tell you, my loyal readers, that my family and I will be moving! Again! Over the course of the next six weeks, I will be pouring through our belongings, selling off large items we don’t want to take with us (Hello, Craigslist!), donating things we can’t sell, and throwing out things no longer fit for human use. Oh yeah, and packing the rest. Because that, is my FAVORITE part of moving. Have I mentioned that I LOVE packing? Because I LOVE packing!
But after the packing, and after loading the truck, and after driving the van for two days with four kids in the back and my husband following in the truck, we can start the fun part of moving. The part where you get to explore a new city and find all the nifty places to visit and new restaurants to eat at. That part I actually do love. The culture shock, it’s delicious!
Sooner than I can believe we’ll be going from this…
…to this.
From this…
…to this.
From this…
…to this.
And from these…
…to these.
Yes, it’ll be good times indeed.
Or at least very, very interesting.
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