Move In Day

The truck arrived. Let the anxiety begin. I don't know where we are going to put it all. Our rental is half the size of our Green Bay home. Time to purge - AGAIN!

The driver let them pull the loud horn over and over - there were overjoyed!

I can see the joy:)

I tried to part with the books. It's not happening, people. Someday. I. WILL. read. them. all.

Boxes will be an intimate part of our lives for a few months. We will begin digging ourselves out of this tunnel immediately. Who is the patron saint for unpacking boxes? Our Lady Undoer of Knots?