The new place is a single-unit house (yay!!) a little bit north of where we live now. The house is much larger than the duplex we're leaving (yay!!), with two bathrooms instead of one (yay!!) and three bedrooms, which means we get our craft room back (yay!!)
The move isn't until May 4th, so for the time being we're packing and cleaning and packing and cleaning. Moving has catharsis built-in: after all the stress of looking for a place, filling out applications, and figuring out the money for the deposits and first rent, at the end of the day there's good, hard work to burn off all that stress. Yes, I'm one of those crazy people who enjoys the physical aspect of moving. The best part, of course, is setting up house after it's all over.
No, actually, I think the best part is sitting around with your tired, dusty friends at the end of moving day with pizza and cold beers, laughing about all the work. Yes.
So the garage is full of boxes already packed; and the house is torn apart and upside down. There's a mountain of cleaning I want to do now that it would make no sense for me to do until the duplex is empty. Somehow in the midst of it all I need to lay down fresh sod in the backyard (it's delivered, I just have to find time to do it before it dies), wash two dogs at least once each, and figure out where all the boxes are going to go once the garage is full.
Obviously, there won't be much in the way of projects here for a little while longer, but I'll have pics of the new place to share in a few weeks.
Onward! Work now, collapse on the floor later.
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