I moved my boxes into the dining room this week.
I say this week…it was really just the last couple of days.
I only packed while Baby K slept. The first day I got three boxes packed. She (uncharacteristically) only slept for an hour. The second day our tiny human slept for about three hours and I got five boxes packed.
Thing 1 decided we needed to pop some bubbly while I packed my grandmother’s china.
Packing up one’s life should be a celebration, and we treated it as such!
(...and some I have)
Because there's never enough time to do it right the first time but there's always enough time to do it over
When I was young, my dad would always say, "Crystal, you can choose your attitude." One day I chose to believe him.
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