I now understand. Gone are the days when I could pack all that I owned into the minivan and drive to the next place. Gone are the days when I enjoyed sorting through my stuff. Somehow, in the past couple of years, I have turned into someone who is more resistant to change and wants things to stay more or less how they are.
However, I refuse to unpack all of the stuff that we brought because I do want to move again. I think that I would actually prefer to do so sooner than later. It isn't that I am not grateful to have a rental house that is clean and has great landlords, but more that I know this isn't what we are really looking for long-term. Part of me wants to eliminate about half of the stuff that we brought through a yard sale or donation. Somehow, in the process of moving here, some items multiplied like Gremlins. For example, I now own 5 bottles of windex. There is a room in our house now that is just full of boxes... oh, and the dog crates managed to fit in there too. This day was rough. I had to get work done for my job, and I had work to do for my family. My husband wasn't around much at all today because he is working nights and slept at his aunt's house while I spent about 9 hours with the movers.
I am thankful that our parents are near and could pick up our son for the evening hours until I could get over to get him. I am also thankful that they have a hot tub because I worked some muscles that don't typically get much action today.
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