We’re almost there, friends. We move in 10 days.
It’s close enough that we’re packing boxes (again).
It’s close enough that I can use it for an excuse for all sorts of things.
- Sorry, kids, I can’t make homemade bread this week. We’re moving.
- Sorry, but I’m not buying another ream of paper so you can print forty pieces of paper, we’re moving.
- Sorry my bed’s not made, we’re moving.
- No, you can’t buy that piece of plastic trash that will break in a week—we’re moving.
Good photos may be hard to come by in the next two weeks, but I promise lots of photos of the new house once we’re in. Thanks for all your prayers for no snow on February 6th.