Our boxes and furniture came on Wednesday. It was a long eight weeks that we waited and I was so looking forward to having my bed, our toys, our silverware – everything. But then on Thursday I was just completely overwhelmed all day. I staggered around opening box after box not feeling like I was making progress. Drowning in cardboard and frustrated with the chaos. Waa waaa – where is my magic wand? Hearing the girls open their boxes of toys was the best part of it all. Reunited with all their favorite things – they’ve been happy


We went down to the beach at the end of the day and maybe that healed me a bit. It was a beautiful evening with a refreshing wind.


I’m feeling guilty at my self-pity when I have so much to be thankful for. So on to more boxes…
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