Hi!  I’ve been moving.  All week.  Seriously.

All clean and empty for the new houseguests.  And they better keep it that clean, we have standards here.  (Bwahahahaha.  I can’t even say that with a straight face.)

Moving is the pits, but I finished today.  I smell, I’m having neck spasms, and I’ve been off the radar for three days.  How are you all? 

I only moved one bedroom of stuff, about ten feet down the hall, but it was still a bitch.  This room is tiny.  I had to get creative to fit all this junk in here again.  All of this stuff got moved out of this office not even six months ago.  How did it expand so much?  I’m stuffing things in every nook and cranny, there may not be room for me in here by the time all my stuff has moved in.

I’m also having a hell of a time sleeping in this room again.  Which is funny, because I had a hell of a time sleeping in the back bedroom when I first moved in there.  I’ll tell you, there is nothing like waking up three times a night sitting up straight and breathing heavy, and having no clue why.  It’s a laugh a minute.

The part I love about moving is that you find things you forgot you had.  Okay, I also love the packing and boxes and lists and labeling, I’m OCD like that, but there’s no packing for ten feet.  And you aren’t finding forgotten treasures when you are moving things you moved only six months ago, and have moved four times in the last three years.  I just found a bunch of crap.  Well, I did find an earring I was missing and some Super Sticky Post-Its.  You have no idea how happy Post-Its make me, I spent $70 on Pop Up Post-Its and Post-It accessories today.

The payoff comes when my sister and niece get here.  First of all, did you look at those beautiful faces?  Come on!  I think JoAnn and I are both in a place where coming home to an empty house isn’t working for us.  And she cooks.  And she’s going to be cooking me something pretty special, because I have to hose out the bathroom.  I am not a fan of the bathroom cleaning.  And I had to censor The Man of the House.

She has no idea what she’s getting herself into!  Welcome to the nut house Sis!