Boxed In

{Nathan thinks it's pretty cool that this is the official moving company of the Seattle Seahawks and the logo is on almost every box, all 120+!}

We are currently buried in boxes. So many boxes I quit counting. The movers showed up on Monday and left at 4pm after packing 74 boxes. In one day! There is no way, no possible way I would have even come close to that number in mere hours (including lunch and more that a couple smoke breaks). One guy is overly chatty and the other one works like crazy but either way, I'm so grateful for them. They have taken a huge load off and I wont forget them.

Even surrounded by boxes, it still doesn't feel real that we are moving. Tomorrow. The kids have been a little more on edge and I'd lie if I didn't say I've been a lot more on edge. Last night Reed was so fussy after we had put him to bed. I finally got him back up and he would lay on my shoulder with his eyes closed then sit straight up and point to all the boxes without saying anything and then lay right back down. Two year olds totally get it.

I'm so grateful for all the help with the kids, the food, the cleaning. All of that is a post on it's own. Without a doubt, I have amazing family and friends! It feels good to have so much love and support but it also (in a selfish way), makes it even harder to leave. I know this town gets a bad rap sometimes (including my dissing on the shopping and the medical field options to name a couple) but it's also filled with really, really good people that I'm going to miss terribly.

Until we have internet again.... (which better be long enough to get my boxes unpacked but not too long much longer that that!)