piles of boxes
I’ve got this list telling me I should be packing. There’s a big mound of empty boxes next to me, waiting to be filled. I’ve stacked them up into a (somewhat) orderly pile so they won’t be in our way. Maybe I shouldn’t have; they’re a little too easy to ignore when they’re out of the way.
Our stuff gets picked up and shipped to Washington this Friday. We hit the road Saturday morning. I’ve gone over the schedule so many times that it’s almost lost its realness. It’s as if I’m just telling a story.
I can’t imagine what it’s going to feel like to arrive in our new city. Our little home in Salt Lake City will be behind us for good.
Category: moving, nostalgia, pictures 2 comments »
December 7th, 2009 at 1:12 pm
Nice boxes. The “behind us for good” part is kind of freaking me out right now.
December 7th, 2009 at 8:48 pm
never say forever