Well, this is it. My first "real" PCS. I say "real" because even though we moved from Georgia to Fort Knox, and then back again, we didn't have any furniture and all our possessions fit in both our (tiny) cars. Then from Georgia to Fort Bliss, we had a 16' Budget Truck and barely filled up a house with furniture. Though, this time, we have a house full of furniture, "stuff", and the whole kit 'n' kaboodle. So, we're having the Army move us. With "professional" movers. (I put professional into quotes, because I keep hearing horror stories from El Paso.) I'm nervous, I won't lie, but we just really don't want to do it ourselves.
So, I'm preparing the house. There's been a mass purge of things. We're having a yard sale this weekend. We've been selling stuff via the internet. Clothes are being donated. Trash is being...well, trashed. It's weird getting rid of things. It's almost like you're starting a new life. A new beginning. Almost.
The hardest part is using up all your food that's been opened. The only thing I trust to be moved with us are unopened things and spices. Menu planning is becoming interesting. Trying not to buy more than what you need. Realizing that things expired in your pantry three years ago. It's like a giant mystery!
With that said, bare with my absents for now. Between my finger, preparing to move, and trying to read all these library books, I'm not sure when I'll blog again.
See y'all later!