I feel like I blinked in April and I when my eyes opened again it was September. The last several months have been a whirlwind of absolute wonderful craziness and things now seem like they are falling back to normal…or at least our new ‘normal’.
It’s been just about two weeks since the Firefighter and I closed on our home and slowly (very slowly) but surely, it’s starting to look like less of a hot mess. Our actual moving weekend was nothing short of exhausting, with he and I doing most of the back and forth – though we did have a couple of volunteer Firefighters to help with the heavy lifting for a few hours.
Thank you, Baby Jesus, for Firefighters and their pickup trucks.