WE ARE MOVING TO INDIANA!
As you might know, The Muffin is an ordained pastor with the Assemblies of God and we have taken a church in the State of his birth and raising.
I wrote the post below last week when I was sitting in my little corner of the couch. Obviously, I neglected to hit "publish."
So here you go. Just a few thoughts from my fruity world.
When I close my eyes I can imagine that this is my view.
Pretty spiffy,huh?
The irony is that as I type this, The Studly Muffin and Josiah are watching Jaws on Netflix. I've got my headphones listening to music so I don't have to listen (not a fan of man eating sharks). Want to know what just came on through my headphones?
Ride of the Valkyers. I kid you not. It was meant to cover the sounds of screams of people being devoured by a crazy shark. I think all it does it enhance them.
Anyhoo. The real picture I have in front of me is much more terrifying than any shark. It is, my friends, the sights and sounds of moving.
Boxes, boxes everywhere.
I need to come clean here and now.
I am a bibliophile. I also am a book hoarder. Not only that...I am an unapologetic book hoarder.
I used to feel a bit guilty about that.
No longer. When we started homeschooling I realized that I could claim all my books as necessary educational materials. I had found my tribe. My peoples.
Needless to say the majority of my packing thus far has been books. Where in the world have I been keeping all these books?
Moving isn't for sissies.
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