This summer will be my 10th PCS in 12 years of marriage to my Marine. So, you would think that I would have this whole moving thing down to a science, or at least an art. Not so much. For one thing, my middle name might as well be Procrastination. And for another, life just manages to keep getting in the way.
3 weeks ago, my husband's parents came for a visit. Then the girls had Spring Break. Then my mother flew in for a visit. Just a week ago, I spent all day (literally) on a field trip with my 4th grader. We arrived at the school at 0530 and didn't get home until around midnight. The field trip involved a 4-hour bus ride...each way! Which wouldn't have been so bad, except the next dayI drove 3 hours to see my sister and her family who were in the state to visit the Mouse for the first time. It was another 3 hour drive to get back home on Sunday night, after a full day with the cousins.
Yesterday, I suddenly realized that April was already half gone. I only have 2 more months to prepare for this move.
April is half gone! Oh, snap! I have a birthday party to plan and only have a couple of weeks to do it! My youngest will be 6 the first week in May and has been talking about her party for months.
My only saving grace is that, somehow, everything always manages to get done. Maybe I'm just one of those people who needs a looming deadline to get myself in gear. This past week, I finally managed to take some pictures and start listing items online for sale. Even though I purge with every move,this move findsus with large items to unload. Furniture that is no longer needed, large toys that my kids have outgrown, and more all need to be purged before the movers arrive. And then there's all the organizing that needs to be done and theitems we need to separate out that we'll pack ourselves or move ourselves. There arethe services and utilities that will need to be cancelled or shut off. Medical and dental records to be collected. School records to be copied. And a thousand and one other things to be done.
I think I need a nap...
