Just four months ago I helped load up a moving van with most of our possessions and then loaded up two cars, along with two (tranquilized) dogs and set out for a some what cross-country journey from New Mexico to Pennsylvania. It took two and a half days and a lot of patience.

Now, just a few weeks later (or so it seems) we are packing up again but not moving quite as far (1.1 miles to be exact).

This move isn’t necessarily a walk in the park or “easy” by any means but it is a hell of a lot easier than the one before it. The dogs shouldn’t be as traumatized (or drowsy) and I honestly don’t feel as rushed. With this move I have more a sense of relaxation knowing there is time to get things done. That being said, I still want it over with.

I am ready to start the new year out in our new home, unpacked for the first time in nearly five months. I’ll be breaking out the bubbly when we break down the last box! And you’ll all be invited (at least for a virtual celebration).