The house appraised. This means we have been non-stop pack. And this morning in yoga I almost started crying because I realized we weren't going to get to plant a tomato garden this summer for the first time ever. You'd think I was pregnant or something. Don't worry, that is certainly not the case.
Below marks about box #5 that had to be broken into because we packed something too soon. Actually in this case, it was an alarm that was going off. In one of the buried boxes. That was fun.
I did get to enjoy St. Paddy's day amidst all the chaos:
One of the treasures I found:
Lots of boxes!
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