We're moving in three days to the Big City. None of us in this house have lived in anything but small town rural communities since we graduated college. Granted my stay in the Big City was not quite as long ago as my parent's, but still, long enough. I still have my upstairs to pack. I think it's mostly done but there's just so much JUNK to go through that it's really turning into a pain in my ass. I'm excited about moving because I'll be closer to everything. Family, friends, attractions like the zoo, canal, etc, and work. I'm just glad that I'll get to sleep about an extra 30 minutes on the weekends now since I'll be about 20 mins closer to work.
I can just do without all the packing. If could have a magic wand and just magic it all into the boxes and get rid of all the junk I've accumulated over the past who knows how many years (I found an old electric bill and it's been 4 yrs since I've lived in Indy and an old hospital bill for Ethan), it would just make my life a teeny tiny little bit easier. I can't wait until I don't have to move around anymore.
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you have to think about the unpacking, while you're packing. It's like Christmas. You forget what's in each box, even though you tried labeling it, and when you open it, it's a surprise! :) It can be fun!
How big is your dad's new church? Which church is it?
Hey, it's all motivation for you to get out on your own so you only have to move one more time!
Good luck
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