Last week about this time, the moving truck was stuck in the mud.
There was a whole lot of rain in a little bit of time. Surprise!
One of our good friends helped it get unstuck.
You’ll have a yard you love in a year. I promise.
It’s a good story now, but at the time I was very stressed, very sad, slightly hysterical, and feeling like I would never ever get away.
Now I’m feeling like I will never be finished with boxes. Never never ever. So I’m just taking a minute to put my feet up and post.
The view from my room to Ellie’s.
I hope you love your new place. Don’t be surprised if homesickness hits hard for a few years.
One box at a time. Try to take an hour or so off to explore your new neighbourhood, go for a walk around the block and then get back to the unpacking.
It will take a while to settle in, remember to do fun things while you are unpacking.
I miss having anxiety just thinking about that… I would have cried and run away