I'm taking a hiatus from the blog until I get our house packed. We're still adventuring every day, but I won't be posting any updates for awhile because all of my spare time is being spent packing boxes....which I am almost out of. Local friends, bring me your boxes!
Moving day will be here before I know it, and I'm determined to not be one of those people who has the ward show up to help them move and nothing is even packed. This house will be ready!
This is one time where my OCD tendencies really help me out. Every box gets a number and a code. The code tells whoever helps us unpack what room the box goes in. The number tells me what's in the box. I have a notebook with a list of numbers that corresponds so when I get to box #37 I will know that there are two lamps and a curtain in that box, without having to open it. Winning!
Did I mention I am out of boxes? I seriously don't want to go to local businesses and round up boxes 3 at a time but I think that's what I'm about to resort to doing because I'm running out of time. I haven't even really made a dent in the packing and I'm almost out. We had movers relocate us to Arkansas 7 1/2 years ago and I still remember how happy Angela Bithell was when I passed my fancy professional boxes and packing paper along to her. Now I know why.
Ok, break time over. How did I accumulate so much stuff?
Goodbye Butterflies
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