This weekend has seen it's fair share of boxes, pulled muscles and packing tape. It took two solid days of work for us to really feel like we put in a dent. How did this happen? When did we accumulate so much stuff? I thought I was successfully anti-stuff! But we easily filled a sixteen foot storage pod with our family's necessities. AND WE STUFFED...like Kim Kardashian in leggings! Another pod was quickly ordered and arrived within hours. Jerry certainly put in more man-hours. He must have drawn the short straw, because while I was with Ella and her Aunt Karin in Lincoln Square eating brunch outdoors, Jerry was keeping company with the movers. I hate to overgeneralize, but are all movers required to have a criminal record and dental issues before hired? Seriously, I kept checking in with Jerry throughout the day to make sure he wasn't held captive by Cliff and Jay aka Dahmer and John Wayne. I digress. We now sleep on a mattress in our living room and count-down the days till our move. Bitter-sweet certainly defines our current feelings. Gonna miss this old place tons. We will never be able to capture in pictures everything that we want to remember. New adventures await.
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