Crap. We have to move. Again. Crap.
:O) Ethan got a job in Hampton. It is totally exciting and I am so proud of him. When I think about this opportunity, I get emotional. He’s such an awesome husband.
But…
We have to move again. Crap. I loathe packing. I loathe putting boxes and furniture in a vehicle, then DRIVING that vehicle somewhere else, UNLOADING said vehicle and then repeating the process.
I enjoy unpacking. Unpacking is my cup of tea. I tend to look at it like Christmas come early/late. Yes I know whats in the boxes (after all I did pack them, load them, move them and then unload them-ugh), but I do NOT know where I will put the contents of the box. Should the glasses go in the cabinet next to the stove or the cabinet to the left of the sink; should I make them fit on one shelf; should I bring out the coffee cups (a box STILL to be unpacked from the last move). Should I put the sheet bin under the bed (forcefully) or should I put it in the closet of the guest room? My books, what about my books? Should they go on the bookshelf I made in 10th grade or should I discard that old thing and put my glorious books on display in the living room for everyone to see-so they perceive me as an avid reader with a strong interest in all things literary? (I have a wide range, Tolkien to R.A. Salvatore to Stephanie Meyer) Oh Oh, should I hang the wedding pictures above the TV like they are in this house, or should I hang them in the hall of our new house-if there is a hall. Christmas is fun. Unpacking is like Christmas. Unpacking is fun.
God provided a new job for Ethan-a career. He is beginning his career. I am proud of him. He is awesome. Thank you, Jesus!