And other moving day adventures.
This morning my dad and I put shrink-wrap around my electric piano. I had to laugh, imagining telling my kids what I did for Christmas break.
Moving is always difficult--and leaving our home of the last 6 years is exciting, crazy, hectic, sad and exhausting. I think what makes it sad for me is knowing that with this move, a little bit more of me leaves the nest. I'm actually looking forward to getting back to England and having "normal" again.
Until then, I face a 12-hour drive and hopefully a day of sight-seeing in Seattle. Then hours and hours of travelling.
It will be good to be home. : )
All for now--and could be for a while...