We've started packing and I hate it.
By "started," I mean, I have packed six boxes of books from one and a half bookshelves.
It was like torture. Geez, it stresses me out! And it stresses me to know that I have to pack a ton and won't get to unpack it right away. We close on our house on WEDNESDAY(!!!!!) but we have to do some repairs and don't have to leave this house until the end of the month. So it's just going to be a slow move... which I'm beginning to think is just worse.
But in the meantime, we will try to get stuff done and live minimally, and I will sketch out my garden plans on graphing paper over and over again.
We are going to miss that huge, beautiful tree. It's just the right size for three boys to play in. But I think it will be worth it. Our new house has some pretty great trees too, and we will plant fruit trees in the spring, too.
My brave little adventurer!