Moving Anxiety

My thoughts can't stop circling around one thing: in 10 days, we are moving. We're moving. WE ARE MOVING.

My friends know I constantly obsess over something and right now it's (obviously) the house. I can't stop. I know I should think about something more productive like the weather or my outfits or...well, anything else...but I can't. I'm so excited I just want to run around in circles.

I stare at photos of the yard...and think, "I can't wait to let Princess out here"

Dreamy new yard for Princess

I look at the photos of what will be our nursery and think, "I can't wait to decorate you for our children."

Future Nursery

I look at the photos of the living room and think, "I can't wait to watch the Olympics in you...and host SuperBowl Parties in you...and watch Alfred Hitchcock movies in you..."

Living Room

I look at the photos of the guest bath and think, "I can't wait to have guests stay with us in our home."

Guest Bath

I just can't wait. I can't stop obsessing over it. Our condo has been in shambles/boxes for weeks now - nearly hitting a month at this point and we are now in the home stretch. Ten. More. Days. I have been praying for patience while we wait, motivation to finish strong, and guidance so I don't lose my cool during the rest of this move-out/move-in process. I'm so close to freaking out. Not to mention...we're both sick of eating crap.