Moving
I really hate moving, all the packing and unpacking. I have 2 weeks before my brother and sis-in-law come up to help me move the bulk of my stuff out of my apartment in Arlington back to Houston. This is going to be a crazy next two weeks for me. I have a ton of readings and other stuff for class that I have to make it through and I have to pack my stuff. The nice thing is a lot of what I moved here with ie furniture I’m either selling or donating. This is where I tell you how much I love Craigslist!! At least someone else gets a use out of my old furniture that I don’t need anymore and it doesn’t end up in a landfill somewhere. You never realize how much stuff you accumulate in two years until you are faced with the task of boxing it all up yourself and moving it. Moving day is the only time I regret getting a second floor apartment. I’m happy to be moving back home though. The last two years have been a real learning experience for me. God has used this time to teach me a lot about who I am, who I am not, and just what is most important to me and that would be him and my family. It has had its rough patches for sure but I wouldn’t trade this time for anything.
