Boxes are filling up around us. We’re making a dent in our to-do lists. Doubt seeps in. Are we doing the right thing? Then I remember all the reasons behind making this choice and affirm: We are dismantling one life to build another, purposeful existence.
The movers need to be arranged, and the closets sorted and packed, and when was the last time we bought groceries…. Head and attention are going in too many directions at once, and I’m exhausted before I get started. Might be a little cranky too. The stress of moving is real.
cleve, made me think of that song “don’t it make my brown eyes blue”
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Yes…now I’ll be singing it all day…thanks, lol
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Lol
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Cute catch! 🙂
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Thanks.
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Both the tile and the line about the fly were clever – hah
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Thanks Paul. Glad you appreciated it.
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Beautiful!❤️
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Thanks
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oh yes, I see it…lovely photo and caption V.J.
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Thanks!
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Clever caption. 😀
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Thank you.
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