If anytime time in the near future you hear me say the words, "We're thinking about moving again,....JUST SLAP ME." Moving is no fun. At least not moving out. I'm very excited about moving into our new home and unpacking and decorating and settling in. Trying to fit 7+ years of stuff (and 2+ years of kids stuff) into a 16 ft long pod is not a pleasurable experience.
If moving is like other things in life, like running a marathon, or climbing Longs Peak, (or giving birth--for women), then a year from now I will somehow see it as if it were one of life's greater experiences. I'll say, "Oh yeah, I remember moving. It was so exciting to to hunt down a new home--try to negotiate a deal, put our home on the market...find a buyer--negotiate another deal, pack a pod, move whatever didn't fit to a friends house, live with family for 2+ weeks, finally move in,...and live happily ever after. It was so fantastic! Let's do it again."
At that point--JUST SLAP ME!
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3 comments:
Very funny! Thanks for making me smile this morning.
Doesn't sound like too much fun. I won't let Chris read that one since I'm trying to convince him to move. :)
I think that I would stay in our current house until we are bursting at the seams. And since we just got a new furnace, I think we'll enjoy that for a while!
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