Officially Living in the Country

Well it happened. We actually did move this weekend and it will be the LAST time for a long time. Just to re-cap, I have moved 8 times in the last 6 years! The whole process just wears me out. First you have to pack up everything you own (including all the junk you hide somewhere because you dont want to look at it but you dont want to throw it away either), then you have to transport it to the new place. Thank goodness for SUV's and that everyone in my family drives one because it made it a lot easier to haul everything the 20 miles out of town that we now live. After two trips we had the majority of everything out there. I thought we had a lot of stuff but you actually realize how much stuff you really do have when you have to pack it up and move it. I walked into the house after our last load was brought in and you could barely walk through. Everything was everywhere!! Then back to the process, you have to go back to the old house and clean everything up, then you can go back to the new house and organize everything you own and place it in its future home. This is what takes so long!! Especially since I have accumulated so much more stuff since the last time I moved due to getting all of our wedding gifts! I have no idea where I am going to put it all!

Needless to say after all of that, we are actually in the new house. Mr. A sprained his ankle during the move and at the moment we are not sure where anything is but it's all in there somewhere, we hope!

Here is a sneak peak into our semi-finished bathroom:

As for my new life in the country, so far it hasn't been that bad but of course it has only been 2 days. Although last night I was going to walk out the back door and screamed because there was a racoon sitting on top of our trash can right at the back door and digging through the trash. He just stood on his back legs upright looking at me like I was the idiot. What have I gotten myself into???