Good Caturday Morning – Moving Day Edition. If you’re thinking, “Good lord this girl moves a lot.” you would be correct. Every year for the last 10 years. SIGH. I struggle with commitment.
After 15 months (the longest we’ve ever lived in one place) in our current apartment, the cats and I are packing up and moving on to our next adventure. While not usually an enjoyable process, this is a surprisingly mellow move for me; I feel calm and at peace and really excited to get into my new space. In fact, I wasn’t supposed to move until Tuesday but in about an hour–totally unprepared and unpacked–I decided to do it all… today.
“Oh you wanted me to help…?”
“I don’t have arms. What do you want from me?”
But Weaz has been carefully inspecting each and every box.
We’ll see you from the new spot. It looks like this from there: