Moving is not for the faint of heart. All of you who have moved in the past two years remember the pain of packing, moving and unpacking. Then of course, finding. What I would do to find my scotch tape!
I’m happy to report that three truckloads and multiple van loads later, all our stuff is in the new home! I have reached a level of physical exhaustion I haven’t experienced in a long time. Actually, as James and I sat in our old empty house, utterly fatigued and grateful that it was finally empty and clean, we looked at the bamboo floor. Years ago, we laid that floor together and I said, “Oh yeah. I remember being this tired before. When we laid this floor!”
Here’s the new kitchen. I’ll miss my island but it does have beautiful granite countertops.
Lucy with one of her most precious possessions – Violet. We had to know where Violet was during the move!
The girls in their room for the first night. “Where’s my bed?” thinks Lucy.
Love that kids can have fun in any circumstance.
Lucy with her can-do attitude!
James scored major points here: bringing me home flowers amidst all this chaos!
A wonderful sign of progress…empty boxes!
In case I don’t get a chance to say it before Christmas, MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! Christ is born!
