A New Home

We moved - again. It was not our choice but something we were compelled to do and I'm tired of it all. The past several months have been a blur to me with all that is entailed in finding a new home; then, planning, packing, and moving our worldy goods. Now I am here staring at a pile of boxes, whose contents need to be sorted, repacked and stored away. Although the priority items have been cared for, there are still many boxes that remain and their contents stored in a closet or on a shelf. Yesterday, Hero and I spent the day trying to make sense of our garage. No small feat to be sure, but we came through the day almost unscathed - Hero is still a little sore!