moving on... again

Packers are here for my move to texas. What's crazy is I HATE moving. Hate. Despise. Abhor. you get it. Yet, I am the one who moves. when I was married we moved something like 13 times. when we split I thought, "ok, now I can pick a place and stick." Yea... not so much. G and I are on our way to Houston. Texas. of all places! Who would have thunk it? I'm equal parts scared and excited. Anxious and calm. It will all come together. It has too. like all things I needlessly stress and worry about it all falls into place as it is somehow supposed to.

Now for a cute pic of my baby.

I am trying to remember to laugh with abandon right now. It will help. It always does.