First off I'd like to apologize for being a bad blog friend. I haven't posted in for ever and I've barely visited your blogs. I do have an excuse. One that many of you know about but for those that don't, I've was offered and accepted another job.
This job is 2300 miles from Houston. We will be moving back to the state of Washington, putting us closer to our children, closer to my mother and closer to the friends we grew up with. Everyone is happy. When I told my mother I thought she was going to cry...or wet herself (I mean she is at an age that that is a reality, you know).
So now the planning, packing, and driving begin.
I'm in charge to logistics. Finding a new home to live in, setting up all the utilities, reserving the moving truck and most importantly dealing with all the financials. This is the part I'm good at it seems.
JR is in charge of packing. Packing and driving the rental truck.
In most of our recent moves and there have been too many local one for my liking, JR has been in charge of packing everything we own in boxes. He has become something of an expert. Rarely do we get to our destination to find something broken or missing.
I'm sure you all will be pretty tired of me talking about this whole process so I'll try to keep to my same rarely posting schedule in order to not bore you silly.