summer lovin': packing interlude
Packing is awful. I will build upwards and outwards forty times on the new house before I ever move again. Strolling through
Target Tarjay today, my cart overflowing with Rubbermaid containers and cleaning supplies meant to make my packing crusade easier, I made a wrong turn and ended up in the aisle with all the outdoor items; bright coolers, infatlable pool toys, ice buckets in day-glo colors and a myriad of dining accessories that all cried party at our house! I almost worked my way out of the aisle when I had a thought:
I have a pool. I have a yard. I have a house. And they are mine.
And even though I wasn't there to buy things for the new house, but to purchase things to get out of this one, I tucked a small, bright orange citronella candle into the cart. Just because.
We have plans to turn the huge, detached garage into a combo home theater/rec room. I'm thinking some retro decorating is in order. Maybe I'll call Faith on this one.
Wow, I think I made it past the stressed-out/freaking about a thirty year mortgage stage and I've moved on to excitement. I think.
I'm putting in two more hours of packing today and that's it - then I'll be here to fulfill more SOA/VC related post requests, addressing such issues as Dave Mustaine, Neil Gaiman, more cover songs and a list-o-mania of books and movies.
Don't forget, the Victory Coalition still needs you!
Update: You can take a photo tour of the new house here.