Moving

I think I'll start a new blog. I've gotten a few promptings from friends that wonder why I haven't updated in a while and I'm tired of paying for the .mac site so here it is. We'll see how long it lasts. On to the days events.

There is a good feeling when you start moving. We started packing a couple of weeks ago and now we are in the trailer loading stages. No matter how well we plan and no matter how good our intentions are, we always digress from neatly packed boxes to holding a box at the end of the counter and shoving everything in with a push broom. Next comes the trash bags. We start throwing stuff away and giving stuff to Good Will that doesn't fit. We had a perfectly good reason for not selling it in the last garage sale but now its just rubbish. Our semi trailer is filling up and I don't want to load up my truck like Jed Clampett for the 1400 mile trip. I'm already nervous about the new neighbor hood so I don't want to give the impression that we are the new local rednecks with the trampoline in the front yard.

Anther fun thing about moving is how good it is for our marriage. We get along so well and really connect with each other after a long day of manual labor and getting in each other's way. In fact, I'm pretty sure I have a back rub coming tonight. Moving is almost as romantic and therapeutic as when we do our taxes. If we survive this and make it to Virginia, we'll make even more magic memories unpacking.

I can't wait to be out of the army and living in one place for a really long time.

I HATE MOVING!!! I'm pretty sure all caps means I'm yelling. Anyway, I was.