My wife and I are moving. I accepted a job at a new church last November and have been commuting 56 miles one way, for the last 7 months. We’re very excited that we have sold our house and have bought a house where our new church is.
The interesting thing about it is that my wife has been packing stuff in boxes for months now, and for the last two weeks has really been hitting it hard. She’s great! The thing is, that it’s kind of like being on vacation. We’re getting more and more to the point of having only the essentials out for our living necessities, and more and more of it is in boxes.
It’s not like a vacation though because we’re moving the boxes and doing things that I wouldn’t normally consider fun. However, in light of the fact that we will be getting a brand new home, and really a brand new life, it makes it all worth it. I’m sore, and I’m tired, but I’m thankful.
