Moving in five days. There are boxes stacked to the ceiling in the garage. We're excited, but DEAR GOD--it's a lot of work! We're bleeding money, I swear. Every time we think we have it all set, there is a new cost. Poor Andrew just texted "my stress level is through the f---ing roof!" This is my laid back, no stress man. For him to say that, he's STRESSED.
We are moving back to our hometown, very close to where Andrew grew up. Our daughter will begin Kindergarten next year at the same school her best friend will attend the year after. We will have a pool (so so excited about this) and a much bigger home. And hopefully, it will be the last time we moved for a very long time.
Will post more when the dust settles and the boxes are at least slightly unpacked.