I know people who have moved a lot more than I have, but I have moved quite a bit in my life.  Until I was almost 30, I had never lived anywhere longer than 4 years!  An 11-year stretch in our PA house is the longest I’ve lived in one place and, even then, we packed and moved a lot of stuff to sell at antique markets or drive pieces to sell at various retail spaces in Maryland and Virginia.  So, I wouldn’t consider myself a moving expert, but I am a very good mover and packer.  I’ve definitely learned what not to do (like overloading large boxes) and what to do (like load books in small boxes that are easily carried or moved on a dolly.)  I even learned new things on our cross-country move out to Minnesota.  For anyone moving and packing themselves, I thought I would share a

Well, I have had a slight setback this week!  Sunday morning, I stayed home and watched the morning church service online since I’m still battling a cough.  After the boys and I watched the service, I decided to work a little bit more on putting things out for the virtual yard sale (which I’ll explain in a minute) and walked out to the garage to put some stickers on a few things and somehow I missed a step.  All of my weight fell on my right foot, toes curled under.  In a split second, my foot twisted and I heard a pop.  I crumpled to the ground and breathed in and out like I was in labor. I didn’t know what I did, but I did something.  I sat there for a few minutes to compose myself and, fortunately, I had my phone in my pocket, so I called Jeff. 

For the past few weeks, it has been a little bit hard for me to know what to write here on the blog because there have been big things happening in our real life and we decided to keep it off of my blog and social media until the time was right.  Of course, our family and friends have known, but I wanted to let my blog friends, many of who have been with me for over a decade, know our news… We sold our house and we’re moving back to the east coast this summer! The decision was bitter-sweet because we love where we live.  We love Rochester, Minnesota, we love our church and community, Jeff loves his job and we love our house.  So, why are we moving when we are very happy where we are?  Typically a move is caused by a nudge that says it’s time