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    Moving! Again.

    Oops, we did it again… That’s right! We are currently knee deep in moving. A couple of weeks ago I was feeling a little bored. Yeah, well. Not so much now. The “pretty” part of A Pretty Happy Home? Well, it’s not so pretty right now. The “pretty happy” part of A Pretty Happy Home? It’s jumping off the charts ecstatic! While I could do without the physical exertion part of moving, I actually do enjoy the process, the possibility, the adventure. It’s fantastic! We aren’t moving far, just about a mile down the road. This happens to be a really good thing since we realized at 8 p.m. on…

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    Movin’ On In

    Let me assure you. If there was ever a doubt about where you are moving or why you are moving, five days in a hotel with your two kids will, uh, really firm things up in your mind. Go ahead, try it.  After countless questions regarding where their toys are on the moving truck, where the moving truck is, are the movers playing with the toys, will they see their toys again and my absolute favorite, can we get all new toys, you will weep with joy when you see the moving truck pull up to your new house. Plus, eating dinner like this while you wait for your stuff…

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    See You Later!

    We handed over our one-way tickets to the ticketing agent and boarded a plane bound for our new home in Georgia yesterday. One. Way. Ticket. It’s a strange feeling to not have a return trip ticket. It’s not good, it’s not bad, but it is weird with a side of “holy crap we are really moving.” Goodbyes make you think. They make you realize what you’ve had,  what you’ve lost, and what you’ve taken for granted. – Ritu Ghatourey We’ve known about this move for close to two years. That’s a long time to live in limbo. On one hand, you try to soak up as many moments and make as…

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    Packing Up

    Yesterday the movers showed up bright and early to start packing up our house for the move to Georgia. As soon as they got here, my 3 year old son said right in front of the movers, “Mom, are the humans going to pack up my backpack?” Humans. Niiiice. The movers laughed and said, “we like this kid already.” Yeah. I’m partial to him! The kids were enamored with the cardboard walkways they laid down. I was thrilled there would be less floor damage. I have my priorities! By the early afternoon, the kitchen and garage were all packed up and loaded. Then a different company came to dismantle the…