With only 4 short days until we will officially be moved into our temporary home, and we are completely surrounded by boxes. I'm starting to become melancholy. This is the first and only home we have ever owned. We did so much to personalize it, things we couldn't do in a rental, like installing a climbing wall. As I go from room to room emptying all our treasures into boxes, I'm frustrated and stressed. But when I stop to look at naked walls and empty shelves, that's when the reality of our move truly sets in. Tomorrow the moving truck comes for the big furniture and boxes, so I really should be doing more packing, but somehow, I just can't. The emotions are pretty overwhelming.
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