
I had all these big plans to write posts every day last week, and this week, and well as you may have noticed I really haven't had much to say. I used to get really down on bloggers who went on hiatus due to moves or life changes. I'd think things like, geesh don't they plan anything ahead of time? Don't they care if their readers get bored and stop checking in? It's not like they're the only people who ever...
Let me tell you, I'm a changed woman. This whole moving/uprooting your whole life thing is really hard work. Really hard work. I don't sleep any more, eat only when absolutely necessary, and my body feels like it's been hit by a truck (twice). I'm like this grumpy, undressed version of my worst self and I hate it. I get angry over silly things, laugh like a crazy person when yet something else breaks, and get manic when coffee levels run low. If you don't believe me, ask Ryan, he'll back me up. The poor man has had a lot to deal with these last few days.
We're almost through the worst of it though. We've gotten all but one Jeep load in our new place, our couch is gorgeous and assembled thanks to IKEA, and our apartment in Virginia will be completely cleaned and locked up today. God willing. There will be a full nights rest one day soon.
I've definitely learned a few lessons from this new adventure we're embarking on; change doesn't get easier as you get older, radio silence on a blog is sometimes very necessary, and husbands are incredibly resilient to temper tantrums in the back of Uhauls. Oh, and my husband is awesome; while me...not so much. What have you been up to lately? big kiss, bekuh

Just popping in to share our house is a complete and total disaster area right now! I'm in the final stages of boxing, labeling, and cleaning up three years worth of living in one apartment. But, I'd be lying if I didn't tell you I kind of love it. I'm thoroughly excited, scared, and ready to get outta this place. I keep having to remind myself, "One step at a time." The screaming is equal parts whoop-whoop, and oh-no.




This weekend is my last full weekend in Virginia. A realization that only occurred to me on Wednesday. My bags are nearly packed, and one foot is already out the door. Though we don't have any set plans for what this weekend will hold I know it will involve friends, family, and memories. I've been trying for the last couple of weeks to keep things status quo; cooking every night, blogging every day, watching pointless TV. Treating each day like all the others, like nothing is changing, but of course that too must end.
One of my favorite love stories of all time is the story of John and Abigail Adams. Not because their story is overly romantic, or wonderful; but because through years of separation, near financial ruin, and personal devastation their love stood strong until the end. They never wandered or doubted their devotion to one another. John once called Abigail his ballast, a term I had to look up at the time, but now know by heart:
Our moving sale was a huge success! Thanks for all the well wishes last week. We sold all of the furniture in the sale, and only have a few odds and ends left for donation. We were surprised by how many friendly faces stopped by in support, and were so touched when almost everyone bought something. I snapped a couple of pictures over the course of that day, and felt so energized by the success of the sale I immediately rearranged the dining room as soon as everyone was gone.













This past weekend Ryan and I went up to Philadelphia to look at apartments. It was super important to me that we find somewhere ASAP in order to get applications completed, and plans in motion before the middle of this month. With my start date being March 4th, there's no time to lose. I spent hours pouring over apartments and trying to contact people, but in the end we only had a couple of meetings to show for my efforts. The trip was a whirlwind filled with intense emotions, and quick discussion making. It was also filled with good food, and delicious drinks as these photos showcase.





