Well, here we go again...packing. The story of our lives...
We are packing for (what will hopefully be) our last move for quite a while. We close on our house in Cypress on March 27! I counted the other day...this will be my 11th move in the last 10 years...and Cooter has pretty much lived in and out of suitcases since he was 18. Needless to say, we are busting at the seams to get out of this apartment! Cooter started a new job in January, which has him home everynight. We actually get to live like a married couple now. However, the 600 square feet that we call home, does not accommodate the two of us, all of our stuff, and Grayce very well. I think my cat is the only one that gets overly excited when the moving boxes come out. This is where I found her this morning...
For those who know me well, know that I am quite possibly the world's worst packer. I think I just make more of a mess than actually any progress on the packing front. I definitely require motivation. A habitual pack rat as a child, I think I used up all my energy early on. Either that, or the 10 previous moves, or maybe even the fact that we rarely spend a weekend at home could have something to do with my lack of wanting to fill boxes yet again. At least this move involves a little more closure! We're going to be working on the house for the first several weeks in April...painting, etc. before moving anything in. I'll post pics of the house when I get them!
