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| Pants: Old Navy // Sweater and shirt: Target // Shoes: TOMS // Sunglasses: Kohl's |
Of course, we have a lot going on right now with the upcoming move (2 weeks) and school ending (10.5 days, thanktheLord). We decided to go the full-do-it-yourself (DITY) route and do this move ourselves instead of letting the army take care of it. While it may seem like we piled on the stress with that one, aside from the packing and loading and unloading, it's less stressful. When the army moves you, you have to make piles of things you cannot live without and separate everything you hold dear from all the things they're packing. It also takes a month to get your stuff once they take it. The way we have it planned, we'll load one day, drive another, and unload the next.
I digress.
On Saturday, one of my former co-workers from Alaska called to chat. I've already been missing 4th grade terribly (2nd graders will do that to you). There's something about being a teacher and ending one year while mentally planning for the next. I miss being able to do that. I remember making my first-week-of-school copies at the end of May one year. That, to me, is the most blissful feeling in the universe; knowing you get to start over fresh the next year with new supplies and a new class. And let me tell you: I miss 4th grade.
So this teacher and I chatted, I started missing Alaska and the good times I'd had there (there were some), and then I took a nap. Since I hate sleep, this was odd behavior indeed. You don't have to ask my little family twice though. Scott and pups were also asleep within minutes.
Then I woke up, felt all gross, and started packing up more boxes.
Whatever motivation I'd felt had completely dissipated. However, the boxes won't pack themselves, right?
Do you have any moving tips for me? This is our 4th go-around, but there's always something I forget!
Do you have any moving tips for me? This is our 4th go-around, but there's always something I forget!
