So, I vacuumed my ceilings tonight. 

Does anyone do that on a regular basis? I have to think that it's one of those chores only done when prepping for a move. Not just a move, but selling a house. The actual move comes later, and after lots of sweat, tears, and luck. And pit-of-the-stomach anxiety, in my case. It's all the usual worries, I'm sure.

I'm exhausted just writing about it!

But we'll get through; we'll keep reminding ourselves that this is for the best, in the long run. And we'll pray like crazypeople that some sweet little family falls head over heels for our house.

Thanks to my one lone reader who checked out my last post - your kind words were much appreciated!

As tired as I've been at the end of these days, I still have the urge to write-- even if I don't actually get to do it. We spent most of the recent Blizzard days packing up the house (in ways that don't freak ot the kiddos), but couldn't get boxes to the storage unit. It's amazing to see all that we could pack away; all the stuff we don't need day-to-day. It does feel good to live this simply, without the clutter. 

Also took some time to play with the boys. My oldest was thrilled to share his Transformers tattoos with the rest of the family, so we could all match.