Gone Moving
We are eyeball deep in moving stuff to the new house.
Two floods + one house fire and we still have a lot of things (mostly books--how can we get rid of books? They aren't luxuries; they're bare essentials).
Here is my little tidbit to you: Pack things you don't like as much on the bottom of every box you store in your home. Then, when the flood hits, the things you least like are destroyed first.
What's that? Most homes don't flood regularly?
Oh. (so that is why the air quality is better at our new home.)
Anyway....
Thanks to our friends Cathy and Steve for putting in monumental work to help us.
My Dad has been up to help. My Mom and StepDad are here now too.
Thanks goodness for that. We have lots more to do, but it is ours at last.
Labels: exhaustion, family, gratitude, home sweet home
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