Moving!

So, we are moving! Not the blog, just us--as in the people in our house and all our earthy belongings. Oh crud, you know what I mean. I am so very excited to get to move to a new house. I have not liked this house since day one! Our new digs are situated on a spacious 4 acres and also has a nice roomy bathtub in the master bath! I am so very excited about that, there are not words really. There is nothing better than soaking in a hot bubble bath with a tall, ice cold gin & tonic. *sigh* The bathtub in this house was built for elves--Trent can't even take a bath, it's so small.

I do, though, hate moving. And it's making me VERY grouchy and testy. The mess is enough to make me lose my ever loving mind. Wait a minute! Didn't we swear we were going to burn everything instead of move it again? I think we must have forgot about that part. Dang it. I need to keep picturing my beautiful new bathtub and remind myself that it will be worth it in the end. I think. I hope. If I don't go completely crazy and do something drastic in the mean time. And I don't know who has been living in THIS house, but it's filthy dirty. When I take the curtains down a trail of dust follows me and there is huge cobwebs too. It's crazy. My allergies are going nuts. And that really does not help my frame of mind. Ack! I am so very grouchy, it is NOT pretty.

AND the kids are starting school on Monday in a brand new school district. I am very happy about that part. We didn't have the best school experience last year in their old school. We have met both their teachers and they both seem really nice and organized which is such a happy positive change from last year. The school I got them into is incredibly popular and very hard to be accepted into, so I am grateful that I got the boys in. I think the fact that I put our name on the waiting list in March last year and then emailed monthly probably helped. And the new house is only about 3 minutes away from the new school and that's pretty cool too. I cannot believe that Trent is in the 6th grade and Connor is in the 4th. Good grief. I have been blogging since Connor was in preschool! My word, how time flies.

Alright, that is all for now. I thought if I sat and posted on my very lonely and dusty blog it would make me feel better. You know what would REALLY make me feel better? If you left me a comment. COME ON, just do it! It won't hurt a bit, I promise.