Almost a month to the day after signing our closing documents, we are making the move! Two new cars later, five less scrub pines, one large dead oak, a sh*tton of poison ivy, one less wood stove, two less ugly carpets, a rebuilt stone wall and a whole painted house later, we are moving into our new home. With our son. To the home where we will welcome the next little Jubboori. I am waxing and waning between feelings of anxiety and disbelief and total and utter excitement. Ever feel like that?
Let’s do this thing.