Moving Day(s)

It snowed when we moved into our rental house nearly three years ago, so yeah…this is fine.

This is going to be an insanely busy weekend for us as we move into our new house. After months of preparation, things are finally happening. But no matter how organized and streamlined we’ve tried to make this process, it’s going to be nothing but chaos for us for awhile.

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A Good Wingman

As I drove into work this morning, I saw two young men (barely in their 20s) in a small work truck, hauling a trailer full of greenery away from a construction zone. While at a red light, I watched as they stopped where a flower stand was set up, and the passenger popped out to buy a small bouquet of pink roses. His driver leaned over and yelled something, and the passenger picked up a small card, too. He hopped back into the truck, his driver high-fived him, and then they drove off as the young man wrote something in the card.

I like to think I witnessed someone being a good wingman and helping his buddy get on someone’s good side.

Doozy Week Ahead

This week is gonna be a doozy. Not only is there work and school, but we are packing. We are painting. We are moving. And we are hosting about 25 relatives for our biggest Thanksgiving feast ever. We are optimistic, but I think the baby is a realist. He knows his parents [*ahem*his mother] are a glutton for punishment!

Martin’s taken off work for the next two weeks and will be the family pack mule/work horse while I call in the honey-do list from the comfort of my office swivel chair.

Glitter Balls

Coworker 1: “Julie, um, you have glitter all over your face.”

Me: “Oh, I do? Yeah, I was decorating a Christmas tree for the general’s holiday video production today, using a 35-year-old wilted fake tree and massive glitter balls that were probably a few years older.”

Coworker 2: “Oh, that makes sense. I just thought maybe it was a new moisturizer.”