Moving
I have to turn off my computer to pack it. Pickfords arrive tomorrow (not that we're ready for them) and it has to go back in its box. It will take me a few days to get back on line, so no blogging for a bit.
I think I'd blocked out memories of how hard moving house is. Getting everything ready to go, packing, taking things down, throwing things out (but never enough, even if you borrow one of the huge church bins!).
What I'm really looking forward to is this time tomorrow, when the eye of the moving storm hits. Everything will be packed up, nothing but a bed and a few clothes will be left in this house, and there's nothing to do. That sounds great just now, even if I begin to wonder if we'll ever make it there...
I think I'd blocked out memories of how hard moving house is. Getting everything ready to go, packing, taking things down, throwing things out (but never enough, even if you borrow one of the huge church bins!).
What I'm really looking forward to is this time tomorrow, when the eye of the moving storm hits. Everything will be packed up, nothing but a bed and a few clothes will be left in this house, and there's nothing to do. That sounds great just now, even if I begin to wonder if we'll ever make it there...
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Prayers for that.