it's a funny thing, really...

...procrastination.

i find myself doing everything BUT starting to pack. i have all kinds of reasons, starting with, "oh, it won't take that long anyway." and filling my time with thrift shopping for more summer clothes for the girls, blogging and being twitterpated with twitter (ha! didn't see that one coming, did ya?).

we continue to get borderline ecstatic with our re-location plans. we received more word about our housing with an actual official specific apartment. we have a room with a park view, which sounds lovely, and rooms that are right up my 'loving everything mini' alley. small. tiny. tight quarters. it'll be good and cozy - bonding our family in ways we've never imagined? all of this solidifies an address and makes everything a little more real than it did before. now, if it would only sink in that i'm leaving family and friends behind for a long, solid three/four years. blah. ick - i don't want to think about that right now.

which brings me to the procrastination. there's always a real reason behind all the "cover-ups". in a way, it feels like we just unpacked boxes. four months ago, we slightly settled into our place of transition, knowing it would go by in a flash. it just seems too soon to start wrapping my fragiles neatly in bubble wrap. too soon to start putting things away for the five day journey. too soon to "clean out" again (watch out, you may be getting offered more baskets, vases and little birdies to watch over while i'm gone). because did i mention that our new place is going to be small? no, i mean...small. as in, i have to find simply the bare essentials that i want coming with us. the girls have to leave behind their kitchen, their table & chairs set and other toys that just won't fit. i'll be leaving behind cute decor, wall hangings and furniture that just won't fit. jacob may have to leave behind his bike, definitely his kayak and other boy things that just won't fit. sacrifice - it's just stuff - our goal is so much bigger than a few household items, a daily chant i hear running through the core of my being. hey, at least we don't have to leave each other behind. and that, my friends, is what keeps us going. togetherness.

we've been continuing to make plans with my wonderful parents, who are driving with us along the long journey. by the sounds of it, our last day in town is tuesday, june 16. we would love to get together with anyone that we haven't seen in awhile before we head out. maybe a big dinner at tomato street? i know jessa has made it known that we are definitely stopping there at some point before we move. she is very serious about her spaghetti. anyway, our move-in date in dallas is june 26th. we must make it to my hometown, pack everything that is in the dallas storage pile, load the trailer and be down south by then. blistering heat, i am not looking forward to meeting you.

okay, so posting about all of this may have motivated me a centimeter of the way to start organzing myself to pack. hope you all have a lovely saturday...and go to the MOPS garage sale if you get the chance. i went yesteday morning and found a couple of treasures. it was mostly good to support the group i love so much for next year. great work ladies!