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i've come to a conclusion over the past few days:      moving sucks. not the moving part, actually. though i would in no way say i enjoy packing, it really isn't all that bad. we've accumulated a lot of stuff in 8 1/2 years of marriage (especially since the kids entered the picture) and packing gives us the chance to get rid of a bunch of stuff we don't need. even the 800 mile drive with me most likely alone in the car with both kids for most of the trip isn't stressing me out that much. i don't mind long drives--and while it stinks that nathan will be in the moving truck instead of with me, it does mean that i get to control the music! i don't even mind the unpacking once we get up there. i like rearranging furniture, and it will be fun figuring out just where to put everything in our new home (one i haven't even set foot in, by the way. that seems to be a bit of a trend for my family...but i digress). so i guess it isn't the moving i don...

dreams are funny things. especially when they are dreams that other people may see as crazy or unrealistic-- but hey, who ever said a dream was supposed to be realistic? i ran across a post today that was written by someone who, to some degree, is chasing after the same kind of dream i am: writing. like her, probably like most people who have this crazy dream of weaving words together to make a story, i've read just about every scrap of advice i can find about writing. i have a journal full of quotes, most of which have something to do with putting words down on paper. i put "writing advice" or "writing quotes" in the search bar on a regular basis, occasionally stumbling across something new that wasn't out there yesterday (that's how i came across a guy named jeff goins ...a good read for anybody else chasing this crazy dream). i've spent a good 6 years or so chasing this dream. more if you include those strange junior high years...bu...

i am a terrible procrastinator. actually, i am a rather accomplished procrastinator. i've had a lot of practice at it over the years, so i've gotten pretty good at it! that trait has made a few things more difficult through the years, leading to things like finishing physics homework assignments in class 5 minutes before they are due and stringing tiny beads onto a veil the day before my baby sister needed it for her bridal portraits... this time, though, the habit that drives my mom crazy is actually going to be a good thing for me. today is tuesday. we move out of our house in arkansas and head to toledo a week from friday. thursday, friday, and saturday of this week will be spent doing wedding stuff. and here's the kicker:             we have about 8 boxes packed. yes, 8. for a family of 4. and at least 3 of those boxes are books... and there are still books on multiple shelves...           i know, i know--we a...