1 Mother 2 Another

Yep, it’s time to pack up the ole
computer so I’m making this my last official entry as a New
Yorker. The movers come in Friday morning and sweep everything out,
and after spending a night in an empty house we’ll be heading
to Texas on Saturday to wait for the truck to show up.


How do I feel?


Exhausted.


I think I’d be grieving and weepy if I weren’t so dang
tired. And if it weren’t for my good pal Ingrid and all my
church friends rallying around to help watch kiddos and pack
I’d be even more of a basket case. I know this too shall
pass, but I think by the time I cross the finish line I’ll be
snoring loudly. I hope.


So I’m off to continue with the wrapping and stuffing and
labeling, and the next time you hear from me I’ll be a Texan
again and adjusting to life in the ‘burbs.


See you next week!